Mike Erickson
Region: West
City / State: Santa Fe, NM
I really enjoy fishing and have been doing it much more lately.
I have noticed that often when I am fishing, Mike seems to
disappear for a time. He, Mike, me, becomes more of a thought
that one can occupy among the countless permutations of
thought all around—river thought, fish thought, tree thought, sky
thought—and it becomes easier to slip into other states of mind
and being.
Disappearing/transforming whilst fishing, Mike (or non-Mike
I guess) is very similar to the Mike that seems to disappear/
transform when painting, when things are more perceived, and
not necessarily thought.
This has been a source of inspiration, challenge, and fun—to try
to inhabit the slightly different disappearing Mikes within each
other’s activities. The painting Mike fishes, the fishing Mike paints.