Wisteria

1989, WISTERIA 5
acrylic/canvas diptych, 48x46

A drive into town yesterday reminded me that I'm leaving just as spring begins to fully assert itself. Sure, the early bulbs have come and gone, but dogwoods are setting the stage for the next surge of color. As I began to crest the last hill into town I noticed a rampant grove of wisteria worn by a stand of winter trees, making them appear as if in full bloom. It drapes itself everywhere... and ever so beautifully, even in trespassing. I once tried to maintain a fence laced with the plant... a rewarding struggle enjoyed but not repeated. Even knowing how wild and overtaking wisteria can be, it's a breathtaking sight at it's peak. I wonder what's blooming in the Languedoc...