Twelve Joyful Hours



These paintings are my joyful Stations.

We do not live in a time for allegory.

Mysteries wait the passing of our arrogant science.

Give me the weight of all History to carry.

Give me the suffering of every One at once.

Tell me all stories from all times so that I may

be crushed with insignificance.

The Sublime rises from depths:

Depth of Field

Yawn of Time

Abyss of Language