watercolor, 52" x 39"
I went to the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art to see a show of video art. One of the rooms was large and empty except for a camcorder that filmed people as they came in, and a very large monitor for viewing. I stood at the entrance and watched our movements on the screen. After a while, the people and walls shown on the monitor began to burn and crackle with flames. I watched for a while, then discovered that if I stood very close to the camcorder, I could fill up the whole screen of the monitor. When the flames began, they showed in the shadows of my hair, my upraised hand and chest. It was exactly the way I had been feeling--full of heat and power. The painting shows images of the things that are feeding this fire: family, painting, music, trees, books and the creek bed.