Critic Ted Lindberg wrote the following about these paintings in "Preview of the Visual Arts", Feb/March 1994

Larry Heald has a long-established reputation as a painter of superbly rendered surreal landscapes, juxtaposed with and through interiors, which embrace classical Renaissance space and at the same time openly tinker with the pictorial language of illusionism. This heigthened attention to realism has always assured accessibility to Heald's work, casting a spell of logic where frequently there is none. Having achieved access, the viewer is then captured in his or her own doubt about "reality" in all its subjective guises - and how the artist exploits the poetic (or ambiguous) potential of even the most casual perception.

Heald's most recent work is perhaps more rigorously personal, as he examines his own role in what has been an ongoing allegory that balances estheticism against nature, the illusion of seperateness against the cosmic soup, and the transferable, talismanic quality of certain favored idea/images. Through the "miracle" of postmodernism one can imagine the melding or hybridization of Magritte and Chirico; R. Crum and William T. Wiley; Tom Robbins and (gasp) Morris Graves.

It is possible to detect here (and in the work of other Northwest artists) a kind of funky tantric trend that has picked up not a little humor as its final, indispensable ingredient.