Acrylic and Gouache on Stonehenge Paper. 22″ x 30″, 2014.
A boy sits at the end of a dock, a brewing storm looming to one side and the first rays of sunshine on the other. This moment – not quite sure of where the future is headed – is something I know we can all identify with. The broken fishing lures represent dreams that have been cast and broken while the lightning bugs signify the very near and inevitable moment of flight.