Where do belief systems begin? Is it in the dna, the cellular memory of a being? How does one idea grow to become a monster, a saint, a religion, a construct?

These drawings reflect a process of thought, growing with each repetition of the drawn line around the last, growing to form or reveal the figure.

You tell a lie enough times and we the people begin to accept the lie as truth.

How do murderers become murderers, are we inherently born good or evil? These are the sorts of themes addressed in these drawings and embodied in the life-size figure painted and adorned with the symbols of his station.

We see the eyes of youth gazing through a mask of murder.

The poem depicted within each drawn wolf is the First Born’s memory of being sent out to kill as a rite of passage into manhood.

The words echo through the layers of self, community, country, entitlement and expectation.

This body of work was a departure from the previous works as a practice of focusing on process rather than the end result. Previous installations were meticulously planned and an emphasis on technical mastery was the aim with those installations.

As an exercise of neuroplasticity, the idea was to try something completely different. The drawing process of simply outlining the previous line was as medicinal and pragmatic for mental health as it was a meditative practice of presence.

References to topographic maps, layers, the game of telephone where a statement evolves and changes with each passing of that statement from one person to the next were all central themes of these drawing exercises.