Sacra Conversazione
1996

Who accompanies you solitude? In your silence, do you hear whispers and screams echoing its vastness?

In your inner journey, have you found your character captive of the child that roams in your present? In your seclusion have you laughed, danced, wept, quarreled, been consoled and disappointed by the crowd that inhibits you? In your aloneness, have you encountered the outcast, prostitute, homeless, prisoner, handicapped, and tyrant within yourself?  Have you broken bread with them?  How many walks lead you to the mother, lover, friend, hermit, and saint trailing your road?

What discussions do you have with God? Have you wrestled with Him?  Unable to make Him the answer of your needs and desires?  Have you recreated Him? No, the devil's face you do not remember! Your paths have not crossed?!  Fool! In how many disguises he embraces you and with what logic he grounds you! Oblivious to both God and Devil, can you be forgetful of your mold?

Every creature is a whole universe, a living history, an evolving nature.  In my solitude I am in the company of many.  Encountering faces I avoid and condemn acceptance and pardon are sown.  Seeing deficient, needy, and broken elements, nurturing and healing are infused.  Persecuted by judging and anchoring characters, love, faith, and hope are founded. Torn between hissing desires that confirm one's nature and pleading yearnings that seal this very nature, humor and laughter are yet to be learned.

Behold my Sacra Conversazione! It is the perpetual dialogue between the high and low of my rugged land; the communication between the scared and the profane of my transient ethos; the communion between the life-giver and the life-receiver principles of a unified whole; the molding of a struggle between truth and hypocrisy, essence and absurdity, being and nothingness, confirmation and denial, resistance and submission, passion and foolery, intuition and analysis, soul and gold.  My Sacra Conversazione is the conversation between Jesus and Judas, and Pilate, Magdalene, the Samaritan woman, the blind man, the rich man, the Pharisees, and the Disciples that breathe in me.