Spinning Pins

The painter is working on some trees in the upper left of the mural. Their shadows mass in layers. He isn’t sure yet where to place the buildings but he knows these trees have some relation to each other, and can make a weight together that will indicate something about the arrangement of the barn, the smokehouse, the springhouse, the sheds, the coops, the summer kitchen, the house.

Of course the river will be in one corner of the foreground, making a single convex curve as though rearing up from another lower place. In literal terms that place would be the underfloor of the dining room where the painter is painting. Otherwise it is an atmosphere of water which will give part of its weight and spray and run to a small province of flat blue-green paint on the bottom right of the wall.

The trees hold their newest fingers out lightly, pointing in many directions.