Eleven years after the first foal, the artist returned to the same image. The landscape has changed - instead of a desolate rocky field, a summer meadow with wildflowers and soft light. The figure of the young horse remains the same, but the emotional register has shifted.
Where the earlier work carried the weight of memory and loss, this painting offers something quieter - not resolution, but distance. Time has moved, and with it, the way the image is held.
The same subject, painted differently. That difference says what words do not need to.
