This is a piece I created in 1971 just for the love of creating. It was publicly displayed once in a community art show. After that over a craw space over my parents garage where it remained for 40 years in hot and cold weather -where my dad put it to conserve on space after I left the area. I was surprised to find it when emptying the house after my mom passed. I was even more surprised to find it in pristine condition.
Probably the more interesting thing about this is its construction. The image was fun but nothing like a stretcher being a exemplary art form too.
And the idea of this exercise came from a page in the Black Book Project. Possibly the orange face was a premonition?