Thoughts on the end of the world as we know it
Our world is an insanely beautiful place which we are remorselessly, madly, pulling apart. We seem to be on a less than magical merry-go-round, learning so little as the centuries have rolled by. Although there is so much to praise in what we have achieved, we have always been greedy and now we seem to grab more and more of the world’s resources in an aggressive and mindless way. ‘What have we done with yesterday’s tomorrow?’ is the title of one of my prints in the series ‘The Waste-Makers’ from 2007.
“We are the first generation that has a clear picture of the value of nature and the grave situation we are facing,” a WWF report says. “We may also be the last generation that can do something about it.”
Since my childhood days in India I have been curious about insects- seeing exotic butterflies on Canna Lillies; catching fireflies in some muslin to make a living light, then setting them free to fly in all directions; watching lines of large black ants marching to and from a food source or sleeping with a mosquito net over the bed. The good, the bad and the ugly- insects are essential to our lives.