As the whirling blade's sharp sound cuts through the forest night, Terry Redlin invites us to revisit an earlier era in America's past. Deep in the woods felled trees are gathered and slowly hauled to the sawmill. An old steam tractor rattles and groans, puffing out its power. The raw-cut lumber piles higher and higher in the open shed. It will be stored here to cure for a while, then delivered to waiting lumberyards in nearby towns. 'The painting was a challenge,' the artist comments, 'because I needed to combine several sources of light. Hopefully the eye moves easily from one area of bustling activity to another.'