Thank you, Dad

I was just looking through a drawer of old artwork for a fitting tribute to my father who passed away two weeks ago. He took me underground at Strathcona Mine just before he retired as Chief Mine Geologist; and it was that visit that was pivotal to the direction I wanted to take as an artist.

I couldn't find anything from yesterday's work but the tentative beginnings of a visual response to mills, mines and smelters. From almost thirty years of ideas, it's interesting that the ones I pay attention to now are far more emotionally charged, although less industrial. It's time to put the two together.