For several decades I have been doing work about death. He is personified as a skeleton, usually with one arm and one wing. Doing these always cheers me up. Often it is an image done on a particular day with allusions to that day (Valentines, New Years, after 9/11). Sometimes he is an alter Wolff who goes out and extemes whatever I might be feeling or thinking. And then, often, he is funny and/or contemplative. In the above (First Snow) he is joined by two objects that were in my studio (large glass jar & toy copy of old gun) in his bemused immersion in the weather.
This one was done a few days after 9/11 and includes another reoccurring character, the Sphinx:
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