Copyright 2012 Addie Hirschten
Oil on Canvas
18" x 36"
In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground;
for out of it wast thou taken:
for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.
As we fall to death and decay the dust of our bodies is the fuel for new life.
It is a secret of the world that all things subsist and so not die, but only retire a little from sight and afterwards return again… Nothing is dead; men feign themselves dead, and endure mock funerals and mournful obituaries, and there they stand looking out of the window, sound and well, in some new and strange disguise.
Happy New Year!