a little bit about the artist Lucy Campbell

As a child I loved, lived, played, dreamed and drew animals, especially the wolves, who accompanied me almost nightly in my dreams.  These dreams were often nightmares, but I grew to an understanding with them at one point, and learned that it was simply a fascination, at times bordering on an obsession (hence the title of the wolves painting). Wolves still fascinate me just as much, I still dream of them, sometimes they do signify fears, sometimes they feel like an old friend who I haven’t dreamed with for a while.  So I painted them -  obsessively when I was a child who was not fitting in - and still do now.  More often animals feature in my work in a symbolic context, but sometimes I want to paint them simply for the sake of their beauty.

Like many of us I was also perennially fascinated with the mythology of a world where humans and animals commune, a spirit place populated with noble, totemic beings; like the creatures of the medicine wheel, each animal representing a different aspect of the psyche.  A realm where we make peace with and are protected by our wild self, where we get healed and find our power.  The simultaneously brave and vulnerable child is carried by his or her wild creature through the dark places, the forest of the subconscious.  It is a place of shadows and luminosity, dreaming and awakening.  

Flying, wings, escape, departure and becoming the sky also relate to recurring dreams; my favourites, those of flying, the ultimate freedom.  While freedom is a compromised idea in reality, true freedom can be found in the mind, the freedom to dream and imagine.  Yet the mind can also be a cage, a pursuer, a persecutor.  It can be dark and forbidding and vicious; it can be closed in a loop of punishing thoughts and beliefs. Giving form and feathers to these things, setting them free and letting go, gives the soul access to wonder, and peace, and freedom…