I wish I could do something against climate change, to return to the country that Neil Young sang of 50 years ago, looking at Mother Nature on the run, that brown dirty soil that grows the food we eat. And the only way I can say thanks to our old Mother is to acknowledge her. And the way to acknowledge her is to paint her, to immerse myself within her, to experience the hallucinogenic, the beauty, the transcendent.
Looking At Mother Nature On The Run On The XXI Century The Gallery
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