To See Such Embers Given Breath, And In Resulting Flame, Rise From The Ashes Of Fated Past.
05.2012.

He caught her up reluctant on his golden car and bare her away lamenting. Then she cried out shrilly with her voice, calling upon her father, the Son of Kronos, who is most high and excellent. But no one, either of the deathless gods or mortal men, heard her voice.

36 x 48 inches. Mixed media on canvas.

Showing/available now at The Gallery, Medford Lakes, NJ.
Contact: maddey@taslakes.com │ 609.668.7646
$500