In the red canvas Richmond burns.
Harriet Beecher Stowe, who a decade before the
war had written Uncle Tom’s Cabin, sits on a raft
in the center. She stares at the viewer, daring you to enter her
world. It is not just Uncle Tom’s Cabin she holds,
but mankind’s fate. The chair turns to snakes. The musicians,
waist deep in blood, play as the four horsemen of the apocalypse
ride in from the right. The men in the foreground do not see you.
They are seeing their own futures, and three of them reappear as
central figures in the white canvas. Two men have a blind eye, representing
World Wars I and II. The dog, also with a blind eye, represents
World War III, in which even the animals will die. I stand in the
window of the burning building holding paintbrushes — too
far away to see what is written in Harriet’s book.
Beecher Stowe | Four
horsemen of the apocalypse | Three
blind eyes | Musicians
© 2006 Tina Mion. All rights reserved.