"Nothing on earth is her equal— a creature without fear."

Leviathan, She Waits

2009

5x7"

acrylic on canvas

But by far the most common usage in Latin of invidia occurs in contexts where the sense of justice has been offended, and pain is experienced at the sight of undeserved wealth, prestige or authority, exercised without shame (pudor); this is the close parallel with Greek nemesis (νέμεσις)^[4]

"The blood that flows through me is not my own." - Neurosis

A Sun that Never Sets

2009

acrylic on board

3x7"

..the Old or Ancient Ones, the Elder Gods, of cosmic good, and those of cosmic evil, bearing many names, and themselves of different groups, as if associated with the elements and yet transcending them: for there are the Water Beings, hidden in the depths; those of Air that are the primal lurkers beyond time; those of Earth, horrible animate survivors of distant eons.

 The Old Gods are elemental, yet they reside in all of us.  Some of us lay dormant to the intuition and reprise they present us.  Don't let the fire dwindle, you will cease to exist and all that is humble to the new ways, are weak.

it is a floor wrought by the frost, fair to look upon.

Bidding the Wooden Shrines Farewell

2009

acrylic on board

8x10

Enslaved - "Isa"

Been standing here for ages
Watching the valleys blossom and burn
The pyres of yesterday smells of losing you
Preserved we are, portraits (in the glassy depths)
I picked up the shattered mirror, put them in water
Cold as my dreams

Isa : Still - Standing - Empowered
Isa : Watching you die, with tears of ice
Isa : Detached - Silent - Ecstasy
Isa : We are the dead

We arrived here from different spaces
Bidding the wooden shrines farewell
Concealed within dead lips lies the rope
That forged us then tore us to shreds
Distant opposite assembly at the shores
They're telling me it's time to let go

A time to burn, a time to build
With your own hands a room within that room
Bring it all towards the center and tremble
Bring her back from the shadows and kiss her
Retrieve the sword from the abyss
Hold back the tidal wave

Isa : Still - Standing - Empowered
Isa : Watching you die, with tears of ice
Isa : Detached - Silent - Ecstasy
Isa : We are the dead

Isa : Still - Standing - Empowered
Isa : Watching you die, with tears of ice
Isa : Detached - Silent - Ecstasy
Isa : We are the dead

ᛁ Ís kǫllum brú bræiða;
blindan þarf at læiða.

Ice is called the broad bridge;
the blind man must be led.

Allegory of death

La Muerte Roja

2011

acrylic on wood

La "Muerte Roja" había devastado el país durante largo tiempo. Jamás una peste había sido tan fatal y tan espantosa. La sangre era encarnación y su sello: el rojo y el horror de la sangre.

What seems ominous is ubiquitous.  Death is everywhere, and she waits.

manifesto 3: TO reveal the horror and atrocities committed against animals behind locked doors, by performing non-violent direct actions and liberations.

The Secret

2011

acrylic on board

8x10"

For the “Skeletons in the Closet” Group Show, July 2011, Junc Gallery

References: old photographs of burning houses, Chet Zar

Influences: occult, Gee Vaucher, magical places, animal rescue

"Wotan ... is adored as a god by all the peoples of Germania"

Wotan (ᚹᛟᛞᚨᚾ)

2011

acrylic on wood

14x14"

Wotan, the High German languages variant of Wōden, the Continental West Germanic god corresponding to Norse Odin

“Wôld, Wôld, Wôld”!
Heaven’s giant knows what happens,
Looking down from heaven,
Providing full jugs and sheaves.
Many a plant grows in the woods.
He is not born and grows not old.
“Wôld, Wôld, Wôld”!

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