Twilight Cottage

Painters aren’t philosophers. We deal with the appearance of things, with the challenge of capturing a fleeting moment on canvas. We wrestle with the truth that underlies appearance, with the challenge posed by the eternal.

Yet there are times, I believe, when the line between painter and philosopher blurs. My Twilight Cottage suggests such a time. Its subject – twilight – is that breathless interlude between day and night when the light is so clear that is seems we can glimpse the truth beneath the veil of appearance.

The subject of Twilight Cottage is more than a charming little cottage nestled by a stream. It is nothing less than the joyful melody of cricket song and cascading water, the romance of sunset enhanced by a silvery sliver of waning moon, in short, the peace that surpasses understanding.

A philosopher has said that our stay on Earth is kind of twilight – a brief interlude of waking dream between our embrace of eternities. The painter of Twilight Cottage humbly presents this painting in affirmation of that wise understanding.