This artwork is dedicate to all the good people that lost their way and lost their life to the opium poppy, otherwise known as Heroin.
Beautiful, delicate and powerful.
Manipulated to create a dollar.
Snorted, injected and smoked.
Addicted to escape.
Addicted to feel normal.
Addicted for more, a little more,
just a little more, until there is no more.
Now you're knocking at deaths door.
You've forgotten that love was around,
You passed it up for the rush, just a little more.
Smart, beautiful and young.
The grip was too strong.
To hold your hand, to look into your eyes,
and see your smile, never more.
In my dreams you are clean
In my heart you will always be.
Fused powder glass drawing on collage of newsprint mounted on 1/2" thick plywood. Each piece is 9"x 11" .