Secondhand Daylight
On the sports tracks, we removed all the horizontal lines and now those left to run, loop in endless motion.
On the beaches.. Rows of umbrellas are left unfilled, for the sunbakers have all been picked up and scattered in places unexpected.
There’s a gas station three miles down the road and a service pump five miles in the opposition direction...
...Though everyone who has arrived here, never owned the car to begin with.
Secondhand daylight, Oil paint on canvas paper. 2015 - 2018.
I follow you. You follow me, Oil paint on canvas paper. 2015 - 2018.
The birds no longer fly south for winter, Oil paint on canvas paper. 2015 - 2018.
The Bustop, Oil paint on canvas paper. 2015 - 2018.
The houses, hand stiched and thread bare, Oil paint on canvas paper. 2015 - 2018.
The Storyteller and his muse, Oil paint on canvas paper. 2015 - 2018.
Windowless Gazer, Oil paint on canvas paper. 2015 - 2018.