Aloof. Apart. Centre of his ripening world. Sightlessly gazing. As brown turns to green turns to yellow. Golden scents invading his senseless nose. Rain Wind Sun All the same face defiant to the skies. His ghostly features a lunar landscape. Inhabited by insects and flies. Birds pause fleetingly,except the crow, His cross magnifient in midnight black. Job done Fading Forgotten. Lonely sentinels in a corridor of half light. Oil on board. 4ft x 3ft