2016, 48" x 22", Oil on Canvas
This painting explores the concept of choice. The choices we're presented, the ones we make, the ones we don't and the ones that are made for us. Through these choices, we can either find our way or we can be ‘LOST’.
Two divers, who know each other from past adventures, find themselves in an unlikely environment swimming down an empty country road next to a farmer's field. The scenery is bleak and grey with the only colour being a hint of silvery purple on the distant tree branches. The corn field next to the road had been long since been hacked down. Snow fills the furrows and the remaining bleached grasses at the roadside crackle as the wind shakes off thin shards of ice.
A light snow is falling. One of the divers notices a series of repetitive rectangular shapes running along the tree line and begins heading across the field towards them. A set of doorways come into focus through the cold mist.
The other diver stops, hovering above the dirt road. He's confronted by a foreboding black carriage with two harnessed horses standing before him, motionless.
The diver stares directly ahead and is transfixed by the stars in the universe that envelopes the darkness of the horse's head.
Where am I he wonders? What direction should I go?