Staying in touch

An older painting dusted off for this exhibition, and still in my posession because people usually don’t buy paintings of graveyards – a terrible waste considering what wonderful places they usually are. There is the quiet (empty and majestic soundtrack to our awe of death) there are usually cypress trees, like calmly failing bridges between earth and heaven, and then there are the dead, so much more peaceful than the overly busy living, and far better listeners.