You know how this story goes – there’s a wolf, or a woodsman, and the evil intentions of a powerful foe. There’s a journey, and a adversary, but friends in places you never thought to look. How is it then that every time this story gets told, across generations and centuries and millennia, it is as fresh as it is familiar?
Whenever I approach a new painting to try and tell this story it starts with something old: A manuscript painstakingly painted using pigments ground by hand; the carved details on a portal transitioning you into a rarefied perspective; a pattern made with compass and rule to explain the path of the stars; an engraving with complex symbols of forgotten magic encoded using unfamiliar letterforms. Nature provides the best guides for this journey, and the birds and animals, plants and elements that make their way into my paintings all have helped me stay on the path and find my way. Then I take what I learn from these lessons and distill the essence, using symbols old and invented, dreams shared and unfamiliar, and I tell my story as if it belongs to all of us.
At least that is what I endeavor to do.
In the end, I paint these images because I need them, but it is my hope that you find something here that speaks to you in an old and familiar way. – LL