Under the Wire, oil on Ampersand gessobord, 5x7 inches
When I'm the passenger in a car, as I was this past weekend when my son drove to Nashville, I get to daydream and watch the swoop or line pattern of the telephone wires. Can you imagine if all the wires on the globe were strung together how far they would travel? My guess is Pluto...
Glenn Campbell sang that beautiful song written by the great Jimmy Webb, "Wichita Lineman" that depicted such a lonely haunting soul, searching for any connection through those wires. In some strange, inanimate way I've always found them a beautiful addition to our vast American landscape.
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