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HUNTERS MOON, 2025
Oil on Canvas, 25 × 30 cm

The Hunter’s Moon rises tonight and here I depict it above the Thames, its light spilling across millennia. In the foreground stands an antlered figure, inspired by the remarkable headdresses unearthed at Star Carr, where Mesolithic shamans once bound themselves to the stag — half human, half animal, crossing the threshold between worlds. These ritual masks remind us that the hunter’s spirit has always walked beside us, shaping our survival, our myths, and our imagination.

Behind him, the river flows toward London, its skyline glowing like a new stone circle. The Shard pierces the sky like a modern standing stone, while Tower Bridge and St Paul’s rise as echoes of older monuments. On the far bank, a tractor ploughs its furrows into the soil — inheriting the work of those who first turned from the wild chase to the furrow and the field. From antler crown to plough, from drum to engine, the painting speaks of a lineage: hunting, gathering, farming, industry, and the world we inhabit now.

In Jungian terms, the figure embodies the Hunter archetype — a force both primal and enduring, carrying the instinct to track, pursue, and transform. The Hunter can be predator or provider, destroyer or protector. His shadow lingers in conquest and domination; his light in sustenance, vision, and the pursuit of truth. Beneath the Hunter’s Moon, these dualities come into balance, reminding us that our own survival depends not only on what we take, but on what we honour.

Here, the shaman beats his drum not only to summon the spirits of the past, but to call us back to the wild — to remember the bond with the land and the animal world that shaped us, and without which we cannot endure.