This painting is a self-portrait as well as a reply to my father in memory of our farewell and the time that does not need to be recalled.
" I have seen the fire burning.
Yet you were standing far away, still.
It was a place that words can not be heard-
Your ignorance cut off my calls.
My trembling eyes mapped a cowardly man.
Burning, screaming, running.
I am a long way from home."
