20th Century Submergence
Acrylic, charcoal, paper on wood panel. 14 x 11 in. 2026.

It seems very gone, doesn’t it? The 20th Century? Become quite old-fashioned. Like we used to think about the 19th Century. Old times. Times that no longer apply. Like they sank beneath the waves while we weren’t paying attention, and disappeared into soggy irrelevance.

And those of us whose feet are still planted there, who spent most of our lives there, in the 20th Century? Who were formed by it and with it? We have lost our footing. We capsize, sinking with our century into blurry, watery silence.

Such a mass of voices, such a clamor – how could it be drowned out? Such grievous lessons, lessons that must not be forgotten, dissolving into the depths. That which mattered, matters no longer. That which was fought for once again is lost. What was envisioned is fading, and what was achieved is slipping away, has slipped away, leaving only a rime of bubbles, and a dying heave of the surface.

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