I have walked this land. I have collected rocks here. I have found the ruins of pit houses of people who were here a thousand years before me. I have chased lizards and eaten cactus here. I have taken my motorcycle into its distances and blown a tire and had to walk all the way back to town. I have slept here, in a hole I dug into the ground to protect me from the freezing night. I have run away into this desert when I could not face the inconsistencies of my emerging adolescence.

It is, perhaps, a transitional painting."

              Will Johnstone