Not sure what this has to do with the Ides of March, most likely nothing. My six years of Latin has been poking it’s head into many aspects of my life lately. Don’t ask me more then ten words, but the literature, the myths, the poetry; I could recite Latin verse for days. OK, maybe not recite, but certainly tell you a myth or two. Ovid was always on the top of the list. Somewhere in a box in the studio is a 24-year-old copy of Metamorphoses. And that is the connection to this drawing. The Latin Connection. In the layers of pencil and ink one drawing became another and a change took place. Color emerged. Shapes changed. This was not natural for me. And so I post.—Dominick
