When I was a kid I drew a lot of mazes. Like this one, circa 1988:
I had a dream the other night about self regenerating labyrinths of a yin and yang variety (described here).
Yesterday I was sitting in my studio, staring at a slab of linoleum. I started to draw circles on it but my hand stopped. I stared some more at it and the next thing I knew I was drawing what would become this print:
A single continuous line. An intentional naivety. A stream of consciousness. A first attempt at re-envisioning an activity that gave me a ton of joy as a kid.
It’s also available for purchase as a signed, limited edition print: http://manbartlett.com/gallery/prints/path.htm
Happy Monday, here’s to hoping we make it out. :)