The Imaginary West
We love our myths here in America, and where would our beloved West be without them? After all, reality is complicated; myth is tidy. Here I’ve tried to take on the myth of the cowboy artist, a largely fictitious occupation that I myself have been guilty of promoting for some time. Here he’s become a part of the larger myth, sporting a six gun and a paint brush, sitting backwards in the saddle to record a time and place that exists as much in the imagination as it does on the lone-prarie. People have asked me just what it is he’s fixing to paint on that canvas. Good question. What kind of West would you like to see?
and at the
Laughing Raven Gallery 417 Hull Ave. Jerome, Arizona
and on facebook:
“David Wilder Arts”