His “Fokker Dri 1917 (The Red Baron)” is particularly loosey-goosey. The red wings of the plane, while dense with paint, also read like a mirage; they wiggle. The floor the plane stands on throws up light — the reflection of a wheel, the red shimmer mirroring the wing. There’s excitement and pointed attention in every dab of paint, and the knowledge, in each work, that he’s stirring up a vivid hallucination of a moment that has shot past us, as every moment does. (https://www.bostonglobe.com/arts/2012/07/30/tribute-george-nick-painter-and-teacher-with-heart/bvMcaqXM2eGkZTrSRnmQxO/story.html)