This rock painting is an image, faded, now barely discernible. But where does the image begin? And, where does it end? In this case the image is not simply the lines of red ochre forming a design. It is also the distinct, slender triangle of basalt pointing downward. It is the crevices that set apart this sculptural form. By extension it is the surround, the place, image embodied as narrative relationship, moving inward and out.
Image is an elusive word for concepts used by many to denote a range of meanings. I will go with James Elkins who said, in The Domain of Images, for his purposes, “an image is patterns on surfaces, taken in by the eye.” He adds, an image is the same as a “visual artifact.” 
The second image at work here is the photograph, another pattern on a surface. The diverse images in the album display selected framings of this singular rock painting. Some with modifications of contrast and coloration to help “see-again” the painted image. The painter saw, made, lived in, and understood a context very different than I as I stood before it. And very different than the one you view on the screen, as a digital rectangle. Together, the images tell a story in the present pointing to a time past and implying time forward. Now it’s your story.