Election Day



I think of this painting as depicting three constituents of life on 
earth. In order of seniority and specific gravity they are the ancient 
rock, the numberless grasses and constitutional democracy.

The three are as different as it is possible to be one from the other; 
heavy or light, living or dead, new or old, physical or virtual, and 
yet they are at times part of one story each dependent on possibilities 
the others create.

I think of democracy as being represented in the painting by the 
unknown which lies over the hill. That is what I like best about 
election day, the convivial manner in which we confront the unknown and 
all toss our futures into the air together. It seems uniquely modern to 
me, joyfully scientific, that we should have a public celebration of 
uncertainty.

It is a source of pride and satisfaction that this painting now graces 
the room where my home town of Essex holds its public meetings.