angry angels

 The series Angry Angels began in our apartment in Nazaré, Portugal, as the Israeli–Gaza conflict intensified. One day, I saw a young man sitting by the roadside, singing about angels, and suddenly I could see them—tired, defiant angels trying to make sense of it all.

I painted the first angel heads on canvas with acrylics I had carried with me on our travels. Back in the States, I mounted them onto cradle boards and expanded the images, allowing the angels to grow beyond their original forms.

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