42x56. Oil on Linen. 1986. There are so many and they are all in a row. They have had there time of growth but that is now over. They still stand, but only because of what once was. They have become dry and now crumble, and are unaware of the fate that so soon awaits them.
Oil on Linen. 36x42. 1986. I worked very hard at it, but my heart was never truly into the effort. Business was something that could never satisfy me. Plans were made and set in motion. I was resolved to follow it through. This time it would be different. This time I would follow my heart.
