I painted this at the height of the Balkens War in July, 1994, when I felt so disgusted with what men were doing to other men in ex-Yugoslavia. Twenty years ago almost to the day, incredible!
And today it the same kind of hate between Arabs and Jews.
Its a rather crude painting, I admit, but I too, was also at war but with myself at that time as it was two years before I stopped drinking. I was also leaving Nature behind and delving into an invented kind of picture plane.
I made some other very dark pictures at this time. And thus, I find myself limited by what I can take, and what I must leave behind. I could not bring myself to destroy many of these things because although they make little sense to anyone else, there are such a large part of my story.