Autumn Afternoon, oil on burlap, 23 3/4 x 29 1/2 ~WM~
When you’re young and full of spring you perceive and admire the somber drama of the fall and winter. But when the fall/winter penetrates you, you perceive no beauty but sadness, which through your talent, like Debussy, you transform eventually into a message of beauty with the last vestiges of energy, of the light-life remaining in you.
#83 Autumn Afternoon, excerpt, September-October 2004