Media: Mixed Media
Size: 16 x 20
Once I went on a hunt for ancestors, traveling from the US to Scotland, across to Kyle of Lochalsh, across on the ferry and over the island of Skye, and out on a 3 ½ hour ferry to the Isles of Harris and Lewis in the outer Hebrides. Up in the extreme north-west of Lewis I found a ring of standing stones called Callanish. The place was magical to me, eerie, lonely, sea pounding nearby, desolate treeless hills, and then these wonderful tall, slender stones weathered and gaunt. This is the effect I have tried to portray in my collage, the wavy lines depicting water and swirling list in and out of the stones.
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