The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness.
–Vladimir Nabokov
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This another painting that is headed to the Kada Gallery as part of my solo show, Into the Common Ground, opening there on December 5th. I call this 12″ by 16″ canvas Cradle of Light, very much based on the idea expressed in the quote above from Vladimir Nabokov. Similarly, I tend to believe that our lives are bursts of ephemeral light in the darkness of the universe, so preciously short that each moment in the light is a gift.
Maybe that explains my rising at the first vague hint of light in the early morning sky. Our time here seems so short , so tenuous, that to waste the light seems foolhardy. Of course, this realization doesn’t keep me from squandering this rare commodity on an epic scale nearly every day. But at first light I am always reminded of the fact of our mortality, of that short time we have to fulfill our purpose here.
Whatever that purpose might be…
Redtree Times 