New Paintings/Marking Time In My Hometown
In this series I explore the experience of returning to my hometown through the motif of individual houses I see as I walk around the old neighborhoods on yearly visits home. All of these houses are old. Some are very grand, others very modest. Some are abandoned, being overtaken by vegatation, in various stages of disintegration into the ground; others are still inhabited and lovingly cared for and -- in their old age -- emit a special air of graciousness. This eclectic mix of houses catalyzes strong memories, associations, and personal reflections -- on the past and also the immediate present experience of connecting with my past through my walks around town. The houses have become metaphors for loss, longing, the ravages of time, and the never-ending desire to come to terms with the fact that you can get close, but you can't truly go home again.