Oil on canvas

61 x 91 cm

The child's eye and hand are in flow as they guide the train along the track. But the child did not build the track—it was ordered by a more developed mind to fill every inch of that carpet, to the perimeter of purchased land. No wastage here; full developmental rights to be exploited. The swirling carpet is nature taking its course. The tracks are hard work, constructed in paint. There is wonder between the eye and hand—a continuous, immediate experience. The magic carpet soars above the city below.