Another of my small works, this landscape speaks to the serenity that is to be found in large open spaces. It comes from my childhood memories … of time spent traveling to and from my Grandparents farm. They were long haul trips. I have no idea how long they really lasted, but to those of us under the age of six, they were interminable.

In resurrecting the memory of those long drives, I have come to realize how the passing landscape acted as a visual storyline. It was a huge living, breathing world with a narrative that changed from one moment to the next as the old Buick trundled its way home. And my eyes acted as a video camera storing away images for later editing.