Finding Her Again
“At the end of the day she wanted what she wanted: a ticket out of Alabama. Excitement. Breathlessness. After her third breakdown, the years in sanitariums, visitors whispered, She was a beauty once. Trapped at last in a burning asylum, the fire real, Zelda Sayre Fitzgerald died locked in. Screaming to be rescued."
Oil on canvas board | 12” x 16”
“At the end of the day she wanted what she wanted: a ticket out of Alabama. Excitement. Breathlessness. After her third breakdown, the years in sanitariums, visitors whispered, She was a beauty once. Trapped at last in a burning asylum, the fire real, Zelda Sayre Fitzgerald died locked in. Screaming to be rescued."
Oil on canvas board | 12” x 16”
“At the end of the day she wanted what she wanted: a ticket out of Alabama. Excitement. Breathlessness. After her third breakdown, the years in sanitariums, visitors whispered, She was a beauty once. Trapped at last in a burning asylum, the fire real, Zelda Sayre Fitzgerald died locked in. Screaming to be rescued."
Oil on canvas board | 12” x 16”