Sometimes, things turn out stranger than planned . . .

 This painting is a case in point. It was intended to be a simple study of the trees at the end of Paradies Lane, where my studio/office is, focusing on the weird and wonderful shapes of old and dying locust trees. But all of the recent climate-related news shaped both the substance and the title of the work.

“Toward the End of Paradies.” came out with the beginnings of a danse macabre counterpoised with Nature’s boundless (fanatical?) vitality. Not quite sure what to make of it. (Click on the image to enlarge.)