The Dark Continent XXXVII - XLVIII
IV. ABSOLUTION
No. XXXVII
Paradiso Perduto. Paradiso Trovato.
No. XXXVIII
Fear not the Dark. It’s heavy Black Mass envelops you.
No. XXXIX
You are in the Womb of Time,
when so cradled.
No. XL
We, the Night — the Giver of all Presences.
No. XLI
For that long, brief violent time . . .
we Gods had hidden from ourselves.
No. XLII
Dark Matter enveloped us in temporal entropy. . .
No. XLIII
In suspension we built a World in my image
— a cornerstone.
No. XLIV
From this Black Iris came a Black Monolith.
No. XLV
A Black World. Black & Sacrosanct.
No. XLVI
Black Temple for all Seasons.
No. XLVII
Evident now, to you,
for We are coming back into ourselves.
No. XLVIII
Yet, None will dwell here but We.
all works:
pure 24-karat gold, acrylic, ink, print on cotton rag paper
all works: 8.5 x 10.2 in. / 21.6 x 25.9 cm | 2019