An Altar For An Unknown God
Let mystery have its place in you; do not be always turning up your whole soil with the plowshare of self-examination, but leave a little fallow corner in your heart ready for any seed the winds may bring, and reserve a nook of shadow for the passing bird; keep a place in your heart for the unexpected guests, an altar for the unknown God.
I found this abandoned house in the woods behind a place we often stay at Portclew in Pembrokeshire. I’ve already painted a scene close-by (‘Shadows In Eden’ 2016):
and have taken dozens of photographs, ensuring I have enough reference on file to keep painting this location for the rest of my life. Though it’s only a thin sliver of old growth woodland, flanked by meadows and farmland that slope gently down to the coastal edge, it holds a real fascination for me. When I’m down there, I get a real sense that I have stepped out of time, into a distant past or future where man is an unknown species and something else, something beyond our language or our imagining, holds dominion.