Mountains are the focus of this art work. The conjoining heads that move about the surface ground of the areas present old master drawings burned into my skull from youth through now.
I sharp black lines give way to the notions and ideas of shooting stars that cross the night sky. Or if you're lucky, the early morning sky, as shooting stars have been known to be present all the time just not to the naked eye.
The human eye is a machine that burns.
48 inches (width) x 38 inches (height)
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