Christ, 1978, oil on canvas, 26" x 30"
"On a sheer hoodless precipice, with an indescribable sensation one no longer knows which is up and which is down. 'Horizontally', there is only perfect, purposeful 'floating'—presence in absence (or vice versa), the life of a ghost: one's existence no longer bites or gears anywhere, the will has experienced that it depends upon illusion: turned to ashes, it cannot build itself up again. This 'floating' is the unmeasurable 'sensation', horizontally, of the Unconditional Vertical."
—Lewis L. Thompson