Each Moment Finds Its Mirror began in response to a subtle, but beautiful, gray fall morning. The pond was beginning to ice up, and the mood was somber. But before long, my mood didn’t match the one expressed in the painting. A few mild days, and some good news from one of my galleries, and suddenly the painting was becoming sunnier and sunnier. Before long, the greens of early summer were creeping in. It happens. Each of my paintings begins with a response to nature, but they are all expressions of my mood as well. It’s the intersection of the personal and the perceptual that most excites me. Details below. Enjoy.