1 month ago
This painting is about the impending loss of youth, and the worry of being barren. Its a worry for young people that usually goes unnoticed by others. Sometimes young people look at themselves, and feel wasted. Springtime comes, but its a short season in the desert. There are a few flowers growing around the utility pole, but they won't last the summer in this dusty parking lot. The empty buildings warn of what comes of long life, or even a short life in a place that is isolated. This young woman out in the country is happy to be acknowledged for a moment. But the way things go...
Well there is hope. There are fertile places. They're distant. They're in that far field, and even more, beyond those blue hills. For a short moment, flowers bloom in the desert, and maybe if the dust doesn't cover her up she will be able to preserve youth through her own children. O to be useful.
I will miss the west with its sage flats and lonely mountains. I was a visitor here, with a visitors key. These moments are not lost to me.