VOYAGE, 2012

Ink brush, 36 x 25.3 inch

"On the way out of the train the little guy who had been winning said to Christ Christ are you going with us? And Christ said for little ways but not far I got lots of trains to meet lots of dead men lots of them you wouldn´t believe it. So they climbed on the train and Christ made just an easy little jump and swung right smack up on top of the engine.“

[…] "The nightmare train went on through the sunlight its whistle screeching and the dead men inside laughing. But he was alone in the desert running running till his lungs squeaked running toward Christ who floated there in the heat with purple robes. He ran and he ran and he ran and finally he came up to Christ. He threw himself into the hot sand at the feet of Christ and began to cry.“