Jonathan Shayfer

They came from far and wide at dusk, strung out desperado's and lazy dreamers, burned out wreckage and rainbow walkers...

Humans in freefall, round and round in endless cycles. Joyful, exuberant and free - but still in chains.

A celestial sky of rolling cloud; a scarlet jingled-belled jester grins slyly at a white canvas tent sprouting a cross. Is this a dream?

Jagged and stark and hard, like so many dragon's teeth; impotent fury and...