THE PERFECT STORM, 2015, acrylic on canvas

when the heat has dried all your tears, evaporated, condensations saturating the air all around you , filling that fat cloud over your head with every drop, brimming with feeling, it cannot hold the bucket of your emotions anymore, and so the torrential downpour begins— the sky glows at dusk, the rain is warm and heavy, enveloping you in its embrace—