Brobdingnagian Witness
24x36x1 Acrylic and Gouache on Canvas
™2020

I've experienced the pain and the glory. I empathize with it all, growing larger as I file it in my log.
The best way for me to express the meaning behind a piece that is with a poem. Shop
Both hands up, bear witness
My eyes have seen the glory and witnessed the beauty of distress Running towards the shadow, so bright and beautiful
What a temptress
Turn around, the glow
The narrow row, the true Empress
Ancient and impressive Glorious and expressive Pandemonium, pandemic Victims and victimizers Systemic
Both hands raised, Bear witness Panoramic view, wide lens, extreme seeing Joy from the eye of the Empress Brobdingnagian being
Say it again? Okay
My eyes have seen the gruesome days Dazed, running through the jungle
Two faced killer gripping my achilles heel Pain unreal, ugly maze phase
Until the grip captures the heart Observe the reel
Switch the grip, grabber
From killer to kisser
Death of the duet
One harmony in the sunset They died by daw and dusky Bear witness, raise hands This movie is a must see
Giants roaming with hands in the air Shouting loud, begging you to hear.