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"Love and the Skull" Oil pastel on paper

Inspired by L’Amour et le Crane Vieux Cul-De-Lampe par Charles Baudelaire, L’Amour est assis sur le crane, De l’Humanite, Et sur ce trone le profane, Au rire effronte, Souffle gaiement des bulles rondes, Qui montent dans l’air, Comme pour rejoinder les mondes, Au fond de l’ether. Le globe lumineux et frele, Prend un grnd essor, Creve et crach son ame grele, Com un songe d’or. J’entends le crane a chaque bulle, Prier et gemir: “Quand doit-il finir?” “Car ce que ta bouche cruelle, Eparpille en l’air, Monstre assassin, c’est ma cervelle, Mon sang et ma chair!”

"Oh, Mr. Prufrock, How Do You Do?" Oil and pastel on paper

Excerpts from T.S. Eliot’s The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock In the room the women come and go Talking of Michelangelo. And indeed there will be time To wonder, “Do I dare” and “Do I dare?” Time to turn back and descend the stair With a bald spot in the middle of my hair-- I have measured out my life with coffee spoons; I know the voices dying with a dying fall Beneath the music from a farther room So how should I presume? And I have known the eyes already, known them all-- The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase, And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin, When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall, Then how should I begin To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways? And how should I presume? And how should I begin? No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be; Am an attendant Lord, one that will do... At times, indeed, almost rediculous-- Almost, at times, the Fool I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the wind blows the water white and black. We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

"The Fisher King" Oil and pastel on paper

"Father and Son" Oil pastel on paper

"Paris Night" Oil pastel on paper

"Savage Contact: The European Discovery of the Third World" Oil pastel on paper

"Rescue by Dolphin" Oil pastel on paper

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"Blood Raptor" Oil pastel on paper

"Subway 3am, 1965" Oil pastel on paper

"Trees at Picnic Point, Madison, Wisconsin" Oil pastel on paper

"Untitled" Pen and ink

"Cascade" Twisted Disani water bottles, cardboard boxes with 'hammer' metallic paint

"Untitled" Paint, screwed, and glued wood

"Mona Warner" Clay