A woman falls asleep on the sand. Everyone else has gone home, leaving the lone figure abandoned in a monochromatic featureless landscape. Is the woman dreaming? Is this a scene from her dream? The sand looks like an infinite pock-marked desert, soft in texture, but repetitive and without any sign of life or human activity. The random pattern of shadows in the sand creates a perspective effect that recedes into a distant haze. Sunlight falls on the unprotected figure, producing the long shadows of late afternoon or early evening. This combined with the figure’s immobility suggests the woman has been here for awhile. Sand is used in hourglasses to count time. An early title for this work was: Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow. If the woman is waiting for love, the implication of the title “Tomorrow” is that she will always be waiting and love will never arrive. However she could get burned in the process, if she doesn’t wake up in time.