Meditations on Life and death...these are sketches really- incomplete. Words: Impermanance, Bewilderment, Ignorance.
Curtains obscuring the view, birds flitting by, through treetops, the morning of Steve's passing. We are impermanent...dissolving. I look for the sacred by waiting and praying with gratitude each morning.
Canvas 4 x 12 in, and paper 9x9 in