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My fascination with ancient rock art is likely rooted in the universals that connect us all. Every emotion I experience was once shared by the Ancestral Puebloans who lived in this area a millennium or two ago. Let’s look for the themes in various local petroglyphs I’ve photographed.
Here’s one I’ve nick-named “May Day Man.” Is there an emergency? Is he startled? Newly engaged? Trying to get help? Petitioning a higher power? Or has someone just given him the best birthday present he’s ever received? Is there anyone who can’t relate to the intense emotion expressed here?
Sexuality is another theme that crosses all cultures and all times. I saw such universals celebrated in the hieroglyphs lining Egyptian temples, half a world and three millennia removed. There is no denying its place as a major theme of human experience, worthy of fine art around the globe and throughout history.
Relating to the organisms around us is another shared experience. Whether one hunts and eats them, or domesticates them for pets, or reveres them as gods, or honors them as another creature sharing this earthly domain — animals are a significant part of our world.
Finally, we have the realm of the spiritual, the unapproachable, the mysterious, the immanent. Every culture struggles to find expressions for this, whether it is shamanistic figures or the Sistine Chapel ceiling. These are pictographs (painted), not petroglyphs (pecked).
There are other universals that could be found: conflict, survival, discovery, movement, beauty, love, beginnings, suffering. The intrigue of rock art is that we will never know many of its meanings. We can, however, be certain that if we experience it, our ancestors also did… and took the time to document it with significance lost to us across the centuries.