This painting depicts my two daughters walking through the woods. I like to think of it as a metaphore
for everyday living. A Pileated Woodpecker sits high in a tree and watches as the girls, Madeline and
Marge (dubbed Marge by my crazy Crocatian father 29 years ago) desend into the forest. I am not super-
stitious, religious or anything else, I am driven by common sense and trust in reality. I love animals of
all sorts and view them as friends. Anyway a friendly Pleated Woodpecker sits in the tree and carefully watches as the girls move into the deeper part of the woods. Kinda like what we do every day. Wish we could all do this with calm and dignity.