Original Creation Date: April 17, 2006
Charcoal on paper, 14″ × 20″, freehand.
Original sold at the Skeleton Key art auction, San Francisco CA.
There’s a story behind this piece, from the title to the poem.
The poem is written by Damien Echols who currently resides on Arkansas death row for a crime he did not commit nearly thirteen years ago. I’m fortunate enough to have been granted permission by Damien to use his poetry in my work. The poem reads as follows:
Her eyes are chained angels,
Glittering and unconscious
Of the growing distance between us.
Her lips move,
Issuing a murmur
Like voices from a depth
That aren’t quite loud enough to hear.
Against the winter sky
A murder of crows
Wheels and turns
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