'Silver Apples of the Moon - Golden Apples of the Sun ", 34 x 43 inches, acrylic on canvas, 2022
“Jerusalem of gold
And of copper, and of light
Behold I am a violin for all your songs.”
It is standard practice for me to continually change entire passages of a painting to achieve an ultimate balance of color, form, space, and surface – so that the work projects a quality of inevitability. So that the work is compellingly real.
Here, the central orb is Jerusalem, of gold and of copper. This is my return to a metaphysical homeland, to childhood and to the beauty of innocence.
Or is it one of Yeats’ Golden apples?
"Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun."