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 achelliez heal
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 dawn 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.