Below Deck | ink | 6"x9"

The fiend hangs in the sails as the ship approaches the island of death. below deck, frozen with guilt, fear and lovelessness, one is unable to move and has given the self over to death. The fallen Angels feed on the wills of those stagnated by guilt and self hatred. Totally will-less and wandering the gap, the vampire angel and its lost will play out the victim/perpetrator scenario...