Python 18" x 24" acrylics on canvas

Suffice it to say that it was a difficult time. I was in a strange place. What I'd believed to be true wasn't, and my prospects were doubtful. In an unfocused moment, I saw in my mind's eye a deep canyon, in its depths a huge serpent. I took it as a message of strength. In Greek mythology, the shrine at Delphi and its oracle were once ruled by a gigantic serpent called Python. Apollo slew the serpent with his golden arrows. From that day forward, he ruled Delphi and the oracle. I give myself away in this image. I've grown impatient with logic. I reject imposed order, preferring instead order that grows from within. I bewail our loss of connection with our inner selves. Serpents are symbols of regeneration, of eternal life, because they shed their skins annually. Python lives still in my painting, and Apollo's temple is in ruins.