PAINTINGS

All I paint are spirals between the stars and their root-light feeding the big trees. Between you and the diamond veil is a single beat of the hummingbird’s tiny heart spread like thunder down into the river canyon. Nature has one seamless memory of itself. The algorithm at the unifying border is as shocking in its resiliency as its elegant simplicity. All the forms of sex and death are found on this side of the creek, in the forest at dawn. (obi)

THE MOUNTAIN VERSES

“The Mountain Verses” 72 trail paintings by Obi Kaufmann. These paintings, called trail paintings, were made in the Spring of 2014 in the mountains and deserts of California. They are love poems for the land and describe an intimate relationship with the wild ghosts that inhabit this vital landscape, alive […]