The clock equals time.
These clocks are melting away=time melting away?
The tree branch gives me the idea of life, though life that is dead and merely a twig.
The clocks are melting off of the branch, time melts as life ends.
Mountains in the distance could be what is to come.
Returning to nature as time is melting into nature off of the dead tree branch.
Rigid boxes and beetles climbing over one clock=time is rough and never ceasing.
A life ends as another life is to begin and emerge from the darkness.
"Time melts away..."
This painting depicts group of clocks that are melting away and falling off of a box. Who put these clocks on the box and how long have they been sitting there? It must have been a very hot day for the glass and the metal as well as the inner workings of the clocks to melt. Why were they left outside? Were they supposed to melt? Did the owner of the clocks one day decide to take his clock collection outside and forget about them? He must have heard the phone ring or had to answer the door and forgot his clocks outside. Is his collection that important to him that it was so easily forgotten and reduced to a residue, ooze that easily falls off a box?
This painting lead to a modern day take of a digital clock that melts like a candy bar off of a bench at a basketball game.
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