A rather ominous detail of a painting done two years ago. Five figures are assembled in the desert approaching an unseen female figure to the left.

What is this assemblage?

My irrational fears. Stalking and skulking about, to be seen from the corner of ones' eye something is about to happen. Composed but scared. Frightened by the mystery and unknown.

My fears from childhood have been manifest into nightmares in adulthood and scenes on canvas. I labored under the delusions of persecution subconsciously.