Black/Shadow Drawings

I have always been fascinated by shadows, especially lunar shadows, and the emotional connotations that they evoke. Shadows depend on light and darkness. They are indistinct images, reflections of form without substance, dim and mystical wraiths of reality. On another level, shadows imply darkness, hiding; the soul’s need to journey within, into the healing darkness. Shadows represent the underside, the poetic mirroring of reality. To see a shadow is to hint at the substance of an object reflected by the shadow, to delve into a different reality.  To see a shadow is akin to hearing a nightingale that heralds the morning.

            I remember with poignant nostalgia the shadows cast by the pine trees around the amphitheater of Aesclepius during a full moon production of “Aedipus Rex” in Epidaurus, Greece; the shimmering light of the full moon on the Mediterranean Sea on the Northern Italian coast; the shadows cast by the Egyptian pyramids during a full moon.