16" x 20" Oil on canvas. 2018
“Past, Present Future” is about looking forward to Spring. Birds from all of my travels have flown in from Thailand, Peru, Costa Rica, and Palau to chirp and sing to me here in my town. They mingle with blackbirds and finches, and make themselves at home. Wild grasses have magically changed their color after ingested some form of pink chlorophyl. The sky is blue-er than normal. Money doesn't grow on trees, but you don't need cash when trees are made of solid gold. The water, usually full of change even so slight as to adjust to a ripple of wind--remains unchanged. Am I dreaming?