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6 x 27 feet / nine panels, each 3 x 6 feet / 9 foot diameter installation.

Mixed media drawing on mylar: pencil crayon, watercolour, ink, oil and acrylic paint, oil and chalk pastel, sandpaper, litho crayon.

2012.

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This drawing is an imaginative and narrative interpretation of the forest behind my house. It is an illustration of a landscape and my most striking memory of it. As a child the woods were always a place for daydreaming, for building forts and getting lost. This was a place where I could explore endlessly and always see new things. The woods were also filled with real and imagined dangers: I could meet a coyote, or get caught there after dark. These dangers were just big enough to be exciting, still small enough to not be truly frightening. I still wander and daydream in the woods, and it still feels like a place that belongs only to me.

The woods are dark and silent. The light that filters through is dim and the spruce trees that stand so close seem dead. Branches grow into a dense mesh that can't be walked through; on all sides they form an ordered tangle that makes the forest seem endless. The path that wasthere is hard to find now. The cabin that it once led to is only charred and rusty bits of metal, overgrown with new green trees. Silently the forest swallows up its own history, erasing the marks we make upon it.

This is a real place, it has coordinates and a place on the map. Butit is also an imagined place: childhood memories and dreams, and the indulgence of returning to them. In trying to bring this forest to you, I felt two things were important: to imitate the way it surrounds you, and to depict it in a visual language that conveys my own imaginative understanding of the place.

You can see it from the outside, a contained and constructed thing of my memory and imagination.

Or you can enter the drawing and allow yourself to be enclosed in my own place of dreams.