I often get asked: “Why sheep?” Here is my explanation:
Sheep in their inane conformist lifestyle have much to mirror to us about the human condition.
Eat, sleep, shit, toil, die for a purpose that remains beyond their (and our) deeper understanding. Like sheep we seldom stop to question our life, its purpose and the validity of what we do. Struggling to achieve a stable patch for ourselves and yet being ever threatened by the inevitable tumble downhill, in the repetitive conformism of our lives, sheep become icons for our own insanity. From their lofty phallic heights, (to which we in a post paternalistic male dominated society have raised them), sheep set themselves up for an inevitable fall.
Observing people respond to sheep paintings, I have noticed that they cut across racial, religious, gender and age boundaries – we can all relate to their (and our) absurdity in blindly following. Through Ewe, I examine the life of you/ewe the observer, and hope, through humour, to get ewe/you the viewer, to question why you do what you do.