INFERNO, Canto XIV, illustration 3 (alternate version)

Title: His head is made of gold; of silverwork

his breast and both his arms, of polished brass

the rest of his great torso to the fork.

He is of chosen iron from there down,

except that his right foot is terra cotta;

it is this foot he rests more weight upon.

Every part except the gold is split

by a great fissure from which endless tears

drip down and hollow out the mountain's pit.

15.5 x 10.875 inches
acrylic paint and collage on found paper
March 2, 2026

INFERNO, Canto XIII, illustration 1 (alternate versions)

Title: Here nest the odious Harpies of whom my Master

wrote how they drove Aeneas and his companions

from the Strophades with prophecies of disaster.

12.25 x 10.625 inches
acrylic paint and collage on found paper
February 27, 2026

INFERNO, Canto X, illustration 2 (alternate version)

Title: My eyes were fixed on him already. Erect,

he rose above the flame, great chest, great brow;

he seemed to hold all Hell in disrespect.

12.25 x 10.875 inches
acrylic paint, collage, and watercolor on found paper
February 24, 2026

INFERNO, Canto IX, illustration 2 (alternate version)

Title: ...all at once three hellish and inhuman

Furies sprang to view, bloodstained and wild.

Their limbs and gestures hinted they were women.

15.5 x 10.75 inches
acrylic paint and collage on found paper
February 23, 2026

INFERNO, Canto XXVIII, illustration 4

Title: I saw it there; I seem to see it still --

a body without a head, that moved along

like all the others in that spew and spill.

It held the severed head by its own hair,

swinging it like a lantern in its hand;

and the head looked at us and wept in its despair.

10.875 x 15.5 inches
acrylic paint and collage on found paper
February 22, 2026

INFERNO, Canto XXVIII, illustration 3

Title: And one among them with both arms hacked through

cried out, raising his stumps on the foul air

while the blood bedaubed his face…

12 x 8.75 inches
acrylic paint and collage on found paper
February 21, 2026

INFERNO, Canto XXVIII, illustration 2

Title: Another -- he had his throat slit, and his nose

slashed off as far as the eyebrows, and a wound

where one of his ears had been -- standing with those

who stared at me in wonder from the pit,

opened the grinning wound of his red gullet

as if it were a mouth...

12 x 8.75 inches
acrylic paint, collage, and watercolor on found paper
February 20, 2026

INFERNO, Canto XXVIII, illustration 1

Title: Behind us, warden of our mangled horde,

the devil who butchers us and sends us marching

waits to renew our wounds with his long sword

when we have made the circuit of the pit;

for by the time we stand again before him

all the wounds he gave us last have knit.

10 x 12.25 inches
acrylic paint, ink, and watercolor on found paper
February 17, 2026

INFERNO, Canto XXVII, illustration 4

Title: And so it left, and we

crossed over to the arch of the next fosse

where from the iron treasury of the Lord

the fee of wrath is paid to the Sowers of Discord.

9.25 x 10.875 inches
collage, graphite, and ink on found paper
February 14, 2026

INFERNO, Canto XXVII, illustration 3

Title: "Later, when I was dead, St. Francis came

to claim my soul, but one of the Black Angels

said: 'Leave him. Do not wrong me. This one's name

went into my book the moment he resolved

to give false counsel.'"

12.25 x 10.75 inches
acrylic paint, collage, ink, and watercolor on found paper
February 8, 2026

INFERNO, Canto XXVII, illustration 2

Title: "Polenta's eagles brood

over her walls, and their pinions cover Cervia. 

The city that so valiantly withstood

the French, and raised a mountain of their dead,

feels the Green Claws again. Still in Verrucchio

the Aged Mastiff and his Pup, who shed

Montagna's blood, raven in their old ranges.

The cities of Lamone and Santerno

are led by the white den's Lion, he who changes

his politics with the compass."

12.25 x 10 inches
acrylic paint on found paper
February 7, 2026