What is behind the curtain? The clock of my heart kept ticking.

What scene would you choose?  It was an artificial light.  A snarling wolf.  See, I lie low in the rank, wet weed.  What is behind the curtain?  The clock of my heart kept ticking.

Collage (image/text) on balsa wood
Diptych: each panel 9” x 6”
2013

Exhibited at Madison Public Library’s Q&A show, September-October 2013

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