MOODS and THOUGHTS

Now I always feel death is near – even in moments of joy and happiness.   I feel he is waiting – ready to make his move.

A comfort:

“The greatest mystery is not that we have been flung at random between profusion of matter and the stars, but that within this prison we can draw from ourselves images powerful enough to deny our nothingness.” -Malraux-

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HAUNTING DAVID

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1939

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EAST, WEST

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MOTHER AND CHILD, from drawings, 2015

MOTHER AND CHILD

NEUROSIS

Neurosis

Neurosis

SELF-ANALYSIS

Self-Analysis

Self-Analysis

Masks

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