We are the children of fire. We have worshiped it. We have tried to control it. We have exploited it in the name of violence. We have kept certain flames alive for thousands of years. It drives the modern age. It propels us through space. It lights the world. It burns down your house, and puts a bullet in your brain. 17" x 24" stretched canvas watercolor, marker, pencil, pen & ink, my own secret formula of hand crushed minerals.
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