Oil on six wood panels, 20” x 55” x 1”
Text reads: “Her Mother told her that the purpose of life each day was to beat back the devil. She liked this approach it was simple; none of her own usual extraneous objectives or opt-out clauses. (refer to paragraph C in the occurrence of either A or B) It was in focus. She was efficient.. She put the key in the ignition and stomped on the gas. She did NOT peel out, there was no smoke, no smell of burning rubber, no tire tracks. Which devil had the woman meant? The big obvious devil indulging in titanic acts of pointless cruel destruction? Or the other one…. sometimes in cahoots, sometimes invisible, sometimes wrong and sometimes…