My latest painting: “Borne back ceaselessly into the past,” a Xmas gift for a college friend. A local waterworks tower and The Great Gatsby held great significance for us.

“Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter — tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And one fine morning ——

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”

Did anyone catch that visual reference to the green light of the future?