Every house needs a Griffen to guard its treasure. An ancient temple filled with light and the music of the spheres. All appears well except below where the creatures wings are coated with slime and it cries feebly “Free me!” but it’s too late.
My latest from the House of Dreams series. I was almost finished with this piece, which seemed to herald all things bright, when I spied two eyes staring at me in the murky bottom. Another not so fortunate Griffen, who dipped himself into Gulf Waters and was lost. These global disasters capture our art as surely as they capture our hearts.