Nothing Stays the Same

February 15, 2022


Here’s a painting of three young, stalwart ash trees we planted in our west pasture 15 or so years ago. Not the fastest growing trees, but the next generation of horses in the pasture will enjoy some afternoon shade!

If I were interested in creating a literal depiction of that particular landscape, which I am unrepentantly NOT interested in, you’d see a brand new house on top of the golden ridge behind the trees. The growth here is astounding, but not surprising, who wouldn’t want to live in this beautiful part of the world? We’re happy to have our new neighbors.


"Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

Turn and face the strange

Ch-Ch-Changes

Time may change me

But I can’t trace time"

~ David Bowie


Let's keep in touch,


Marshall