One time, a long time ago, I had the opportunity to buy a Porsche. I got behind the wheel of that car and was amazed at the quickness and power. I told the guy that I would think it over, but I was pretty damn sure I would be calling back the next day to close the deal. That night I had one of the most terrible, vivid nightmares of my life. I was driving that car at breakneck speed. From nowhere some other car slammed into me from the right and I went flying, almost in slow motion, through the windshield of that Porsche. I remember the glass was like a fine mist of crystal shards as I passed through to the other side. I decided not to buy the car. It's interesting to note that I drew much of this image out with my eyes closed, scribbling furiously.

THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD

1984,  Watercolor on paper.  22" X 30"

Original burned.

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