Green

...upstate sitting in the garden watching the bits of tree fluff float in lazy parabolas...I find myself dreamily melted into the gold green...



I wander between garden and studio in between bouts of wild grass hacking and weed pulling...




the magic window aperture between the two:

xmas/snow/Green

Having just come back from one of those seemingly endless treks to family and friends involving long drives and bus rides, not to mention dipping yourself in everyone else's reality show--I've put this up:
Green
Its a painting about memory and loss, but also the after mirage of a very beautiful, real place.