July, 1987

Ira:          Death, embraces everyone, democratically it accepts all life.

Corliss:       Feeling my life slip away from me, my thoughts were on death and separation.  It was the summer of 1987, I was becoming hypothyroid, the symptoms were subtle, and slow in coming.  Having lived fast and hard and seen friends die I feared the worse. 

There were times I was so tired, it was difficult to imagine taking another step.  Death I could vision to be as welcoming as a lover's arms.

Commentary from exhibition at the Graduate Theological Union, Berkeley, California.