Sunday, July 17, 2011


Olduvai 2011
16x20 inches, acrylic on canvas

Chasing a fancy butterfly in the green wilds of Tanganyika 50 years ago, a German entomologist named (Wilhelm) Kattwinkel tumbled off a rocky ledge and nearly killed himself. When he regained his senses, he found himself in an anthropologist's dream world: an erosion-created rift with layer after layer of fossils, bones and ancient artifacts. The find was named Olduvai Gorge, and Kattwinkel's heirs ever since have been scrambling up and down its sun-baked sides in search of clues to man's earliest awakening. (Time, Friday 10 March 1961)[1].  (from Wikipedia)

It's amazing how things morph when you're painting.  You start out thinking and doing one thing, and then the painting takes on a life of its own.  You, the painter, are merely along for the journey.


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