The magical world of oil painter Donald Roller Wilson does not house many people, it is inhabited with a fantastic collection of unusual suspects who, for all their wild, comical, and often mystical eccentricities, remind us with a marked sense of wonder of our own most human desires and foibles. To be introduced into Roller Wilson's magical realm is to be able to honestly say that you have never seen its like; it is, after all, a land of altered scale, clothed animals with multiple personalities, medieval forests, nut farms and visitations from the Virgin Mary in a hovering Cadillac convertible lodged in a pecan treeall blown around by a "strong night wind" in 1938.

To state that the unforgettable and mischievous members of D...