Three Minutes to Golden Original Piece

A face catches fire in yellow. Cobalt eyes fix on something only they can hear ticking. Behind him, a window blooms wild red and green refusing all restraint.

This is a portrait of waiting.

And the paint lied..there was none. Just a person in July, guarding a toaster like scripture. Garlic bread, three minutes left.

11x14 in 

Oil Pastel in Mixed Medium Paper