In light this theme, it would be easy to read the work as a mature artist reflecting upon his own mortality; perhaps, a nostalgic look back. It is a fair assumption with valid points, for these paintings are the output of a life built upon careful observation and training. But Rollins is pursuing something rather elusive. He is attempting to capture the passage of time. How do you identify the exact time of a change in seasons? There is no announcement or identifiable action. It is like particle science; it exists but it is hard to see. As difficult as the task may be, Rollins has found the means through a slight tweak of color, a change in shadow, or a variance in form to capture the fleeting vestiges of these transitions and, thus, bear witness to time’s progress.
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