Red Riding Hood. Such stirring imagery; little girl, red cape, powerful animal. In tune with my love and concern for wolves I’ve rewritten the original story through paintings. The theme pulls me back again and again. New stories emerge through paint. A small painting called Wolf Crossing popped up several months ago. It sold but I kept thinking about it and decided to revisit Wolf Crossing, which is a pretty cool place, deep in the woods by a pristine lake. Red Riding Hood is making her home there with Wolf. He catches fish, she gathers berries and greens; they share together. This painting shows them on a misty night in late fall.