The Old Apple Tree

  In the school yard, the packed, worn, colourless dirt.  Dust rising from our freedom, ribbons of long grass tangling our ankles, crawling in under the old apple tree. Roots our universe, the branches bent-heavy. Circumference of fallen fruit, alive with the humming of bees. How, for that singular moment, there is nothing else. That…

Biomorphic

Mark Rothko’s earlier, Surrealist compositions, Slow Swirl at the Edge of the Sea, and Hierarchical Birds, 1944, really resonated with me as I immersed myself in his work of that period. I was drawn in by the biomorphic forms and varied influences: cubism, surrealism, and an admitted “kinship with primitive and archaic art”, influences that I…