ESCAPE OF STEAM, 2012
Ink brush, white gouache, 36.4 x 26.2 inches
"Things began to shoot back and forth in front of his eyes. Rockets and bombs and pinwheels and curves of fire and great white flares whirled through his head and sank into the soft wet part of his brain with a hissing sound. He could hear the hissing very plainly. It was like the escape of steam from a locomotive. He could hear explosions and howls and whines and words that didn´t mean anything and whistles so high and shrill that they cut through his ears like knives.“
(From: "Johnny got his gun“, Kensington Publishing Corp.)
The levels of dream, memory, and reality intermingle. While Johnny may appear completely immobile on the outside, but a thousand battles are going on inside.