April Fools, and there’s a thin slab of ice on the smaller water buckets. As much a gift as the tulips exploding through winter’s doldrums-wahoo! A whole new palette, a whole new perspective… and new pressure to create pictures as the ice trickles then streams down my arm.
A playful narrative begins to form. Vincent Van Gogh and Alice in Wonderland join me in revelry. But even as the ice melts the implications are chilling: everyone, everything from the fresh blossoms bursting from still cold soil to the historical house standing stoically among the growing floral kerfuffle will be affected if not destroyed by climate change….
“Alice Gallivant”
“Vincent Strolls”
