The End of the Road

Oil on Canvas
24 ” x 20 ”
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Alfred Matson Ranch
Walking Alf’s ranch overwhelmed me; it was as if time had stopped and there, everywhere, were remembrances rustling in the wind. Why his pickup was deserted in the middle of the field, rusted an autumn orange, nobody knows.  Yet, it seemed to be waiting, almost begging, for this kind, disfigured man to turn the key, start it up and get back to work.