Slower and slower
spews circling avian wings
a blueness pulsation dusk forever
this be all a veil
Heaven is just a furnace for ghosts.
With my terminal death sentence
set in statue stone
: He began public education
inside a trapazoid building without windows.
Through crime I learned real hard
through crime I learned abut trees and birds
Through eternal trespass I learned
Mother Father You
Vision of the angel bird snared in divine fishing net
Birds are the messengers between this reality and the spiritual realm. They can reveal illumination or veiled mysteries, even curses.
The works above consist of new work and older work. A pieces are on 9x12 paper. Oil pastels, oil paint, pen ink. All works for sale. Please contact for prices.