Impressions and Expressions - Paintings and Politics, Ideas and Illustrations

"Cantilevered from my arms hangs the void of molten color, undetermined distance, changing it's depth and girth tenfold by the second. My being, not sure what to make of this silent monster, swells a fearful tear in my eye. My tongue is laden with featherweight lead. My blood defies gravity, but my spirit cannot. It's mass seems to draw out what was deeply rooted certainly. Until tonight i could escape all but the memory of this undeniable beast, but now it's existence has followed me into the light. With open eyes I try to shake it from my arms, but it stays with me from room to room. It has entered my body and become one with me, or, perhaps, I one with it. I find it's burden heavy."

                                       ~ Daniel Merriam