Married and living with his wife and young son near Nelson in 1946-48, McCahon turned from depicting landscapes to Christian imagery. By synthesizing disparate elements - portraiture, still life and symbolism (the lamp and jug) with words McCahon…
Lower right (l.r.) in pencil: Drawing for a love poem by Warren Dibble Hotere ’65; through image in pencil: Let me live on your wrist. Hood me with a habit spun of your love and I shall fly, no hawk but an Icarus, to the darkness inside your sun.
Lower left (l.l.) in pencil: Drawing for a love poem by Warren Dibble Hotere ’65; through image in pencil: Let me live on your wrist. Hood me with a habit spun of your love and I shall fly, no hawk but an Icarus, to the darkness inside your sun.