her honeyed voice pierced the breeze
2016
watercolor, gouache, ink on paper
950.00
12"x8.5"
Because he feels he is cracked. Or, because he confuses where to unrack his brokenness as he sits silently in his tiny little house listening for Elohim, while outside, her honeyed voice pierces the breeze with his name.
This will be at the Surrealist Exhibit at Spaightwood Galleries,Upton MA in May, 2016
This will be at the Surrealist Exhibit at Spaightwood Galleries,Upton MA in May, 2016
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