“Often as I stare out the window at the little tiny moving things below I want to reach out and grab them, even though I know I can’t. In a way my painting is a visceral response to my hunter instinct, these savage urges I feel - the call of the wild. My work speaks of memory, of longing, of revisiting the traces of my ancestral past, and how life in a domesticated state hasn’t tempered or destroyed these traces. As the paint dries there is no purring or rejoicing, nor rolling about on my back licking my tummy. Ultimately my paintings are a lament against modernity - a call for a return to tradition, to a time when catching birds and rats was a survival necessity and not just trophies to show off to our human slaves.”
- Henri De Twoclaws-Retrac.
(Source: icpbardmfa)
