Finding the Wild Man in the Wilderness

Origins of the Myth of Wild Men

Last summer, I headed up north to Mallard Island on Rainy Lake, a wilderness heaven. I slept, swam and enjoyed relaxing with just a handful of people.  While there I worked on four still-lifes for an upcoming exhibit. There are thousands of books on the island and, one day, I was looking for an image of Saturn Eating His Son by Goya to put into a painti…