I can’t remember when or where I drew these footprints. I dug them out the other day, when looking for something else. A complete mystery, but obviously from somewhere.
It reminds me of the quote from Rodin in my previous blog “Walking with Rodin.” and I deliberately mis-quote him here: “It is not my Footprints in themselves that interests me, but rather the thought of where they have come from, and where they are going to.” Having unearthed them, they already seem to be following me around the house a bit. I’m wondering if they are about to disappear all by themselves behind a cupboard or something, and re-emerge again in 5 years time, to haunt me.
As to what animal it is – that I think must have come out of my imagination. Polar Bear, Mammoth, Yeti? Perhaps I will have to lie in wait, and see if the animal that produced them appears again.
They are not mine – I have ascertained that. Although I did draw them. Or did I?
This collage started out life as a tree. It had a very positive attitude and over the years it grew into a fine tall specimen. But something changed, and the tree became very unhappy, and miserable and started shedding lots of bark. A poor bare tree. Walking passed, I idly picked up a piece of the bark and stuffed it in my pocket, only for it to be forgotten for a while.
Later, having re-found it, I was turning it over in my hand and I realised that a bear was looking straight back at me. It was smiling and needed a home. So the idea for the picture was born.
I haven’t done that many collages in my lifetime, and I wasn’t sure how all the bits and bobs and bears were going to sort themselves out and get along with each other. The bears had to move around a bit, jostling for position, peeping out from behind trees, sitting in trees, sitting on trees, and sniffing out food with their sensitive noses. To this end they finally got stuck, having eaten far too much honey than was good for them!
As for the bees…