“In the summer,” Bill Phillips says, “My wife Kristi and I enjoy walking in a park near where we live whose ponds are home to beautiful swans. During one of our walks, we observed a young girl feeding two of these graceful birds who, in turn, were making soothing sounds of contentment. In 'Evening Song,' I have brought together both this experience and the peaceful feeling of a late-spring evening of 50 years ago. It’s a romantic journey to the past—hearts are displayed in the shutters of each window in the house, and if you look carefully at the pond in the foreground, you will notice that it, too, forms a heart.”