EXTRACTS 17 : "Which to secure, no skill of leach's art
Mote him availle, but to returne againe
To his wound's worker, that with lowly dart,
Dinting his breast, had bred his restless paine,
Like as the wounded whale to shore flies thro' the maine."
THE FAERIE QUEENE.
15 3/4" by 10 7/8"
acrylic paint on found paper
September 20, 2015