Hearken, littl’ fiend! Thou wicked scucca, thou lowly ācweorna with deofelseoc, pitiful keeper of naught. Aye, I swear by mine own blood thou hast spilt, I shall grind thy skull ‘neath mine heel and shatter thy ugly pate, that all men may lay witness to the noisome blight that doth inhabit thee!, 2025

Oil on Linen

19¾ x 27½ in.