bodner015

One day, during daylight hours, a wolf ran beside my van on the road by my house.  Abruptly he stopped and smugly smiled with a twinkle in his blue eyes.  He was no starving fellow and the bulk looked good on him. I'm still not sure why he ran beside the van but the knowing smile and blue eyes have stayed with me. At dusk you can hear the wolves howling across the river, and sometimes it is as though they were in my yard near the pond.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              ...

Out the front door you can hear the coyote's yip and carry on.  They chase the wild turkeys in the farm field next to our property.  As happens, they stop to survey me as I stop to watch them. A nod of understanding by both and we carry on with the day. The burnt lines are becoming more and more absorbed int the painting with this series -as had begun to happen with the pyro/cat boxes from before.  Nevertheless, the lines are still used to define areas of the painting and contain the paint.