The Hare Spirits of Pink Hill
Walking the trail that leads to Pink Hill, I came across two enormous desert hares. They stood for a long time blocking my path, leaning against each other and regarding me with wide, dark, curious eyes – wearing much the same expressions as the two hare spirits wear here.
An ocean away, on Dartmoor, a dear friend of mine had embarked on a four-day Vision Quest. The two hares had a message for him...if only I could determine just what it was….
2005, oil paints on canvas paper,
14 x 20.
