Dimensions
There is yet another dimension to Danny's work, beyond
the many dimensions presented within these metaphysical
landscapes. "You see those little hills there, those
sharp ridges set off by shadows? They don't exist." Danny
once told me. "Danny, I'm looking right at them, of
course they exist." I replied. "No what you're looking at
is a very thin film of material. That's all there is to
the painting. Or perhaps what you see does exist, but the
world in which it exists is the one in which you base
your reality. It is the world of your awareness." As I
look I see shadowy dales, hidden grottos of color and
dark, small caves of undetermined depth, the underside of
mushrooms, rivulets of black, canyons of bold colorful
tones. Danny says he does indeed sculpt these –
only he sculpts them from light. "These paintings take on
dimension within the world of the viewer," he insists. In
some ways I can agree, for I consider them a mirror,
reflecting what is just beyond our idea of the world.
They are from the place we cannot look, just outside the
peripheral of ideas and images. They have no life, no
meaning, no movement, no implications, no memory unless
looked upon. They must be carried by light and fed to
spirit in order to exist. And since this light is free,
it is like fresh water in the desert.
