Rick Bartow
Hawk in the Rain, 2000
drypoint on Mitsumata, brown ink
image 7 x 4 in
paper 12 x 9 in
paper 12 x 9 in
Roman numeral edition of X (10) plus 1 artist's proof
BAR1029
Copyright R.E. Bartow Trusts
$ 1,500.00
Published at Moon & Dog Press, Tokyo / South Beach Roman Numeral II/X is the last available impression of this title. First state of this image was printed in black...
Published at Moon & Dog Press, Tokyo / South Beach
Roman Numeral II/X is the last available impression of this title. First state of this image was printed in black ink with Arabic numbers, This is the second state printed in brown ink with Roman numerals.
In 2000, Rick told the story of The Hawk of Achill:
"An Irish epic inspired this series of images. Fintan and Cessair, Noah's granddaughter, fled the flood to Ireland. They were the first people. Fintan was an Eagle, Falcon and a Salmon. Also known as the Blind One of Assaroe, Fintan lost his eye to the Hawk."
And also in 2000, Rick's observations:
"Around here—the coastal Pacific Northwest—red tail hawks are so thick that I will look up and there’ll be one just looking right down at me. They’re auspicious. They’re eavesdroppers. I think they’re quite special. They are cautionary: warn of impending danger. If I’m about to run across the road and I see one, I start looking around. They remind me to be vigilant."
Roman Numeral II/X is the last available impression of this title. First state of this image was printed in black ink with Arabic numbers, This is the second state printed in brown ink with Roman numerals.
In 2000, Rick told the story of The Hawk of Achill:
"An Irish epic inspired this series of images. Fintan and Cessair, Noah's granddaughter, fled the flood to Ireland. They were the first people. Fintan was an Eagle, Falcon and a Salmon. Also known as the Blind One of Assaroe, Fintan lost his eye to the Hawk."
And also in 2000, Rick's observations:
"Around here—the coastal Pacific Northwest—red tail hawks are so thick that I will look up and there’ll be one just looking right down at me. They’re auspicious. They’re eavesdroppers. I think they’re quite special. They are cautionary: warn of impending danger. If I’m about to run across the road and I see one, I start looking around. They remind me to be vigilant."