Obi Kaufmann

Me and my sketchbook, under Pimkolam. Photo by Josh Davies. To see a recap of our trek up the mountain, click here to connect to Modern Hiker.

The Athena paintings are cleaned up and those that sold are off to live their lives with their new owners. I am back in my cocoon, painting small again. Careful. The dream feels like a warm waterfall. The new work feels like Songlines, or maps of dreamscapes that are only glimpsed in the beautiful moment at sunrise when we are not yet awake. That time when the subconscious yearns to be up with the oh so trusted sun, but our body needs a bit more down time. I channel that energy a lot in the most recent work – here alone, without Athena.