Countdown (2019)View the original artwork here I was crossing off the days, trying to quit, trying to keep a promise to myself. Then I faltered. I painted over the marks in black, as if none of it ever happened. Later, a spilt coffee brought them back through the darkness, ghosts I thought Id buried. The green cuts sharp and bright, a pulse that will not fade. Countdown holds the tension between darkness and the will to rise. Make it yours