To Lift Life Out of Death: I am confronting dark with dark. I am a painter of death, of life and theatre. My death heads hold no horror for they are symbols for Mockery and Suffering, which as the Devil points out, are bedfellows. They glow with humour as we near the fire of hell. They warn of the destruction of human values as we are in the midst of an abyss of right and wrong, good and evil, strength and weakness.