acrylic on canvas, 11x14 inches.
Collection of Keith Eardley.

"I come of a race noted for vigor of fancy and ardor of
passion. Men have called me mad; but the question is
not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the
loftiest intelligence--whether all that is profound--does
not spring from disease of thought--from
moods of the
mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect.
They who dream by day are cognizant of many things
which escape those who dream only by night. In their
grey visions they obtain glimpses of eternity, and thrill,
in waking, to find that they have been upon the verge
of the great secret..."

Edgar Allan Poe, from