House Call

12″ x 16″ acrylics on canvas. 2018.

Alphonse could tell she had all but croaked. His panicked cries were answered almost immediately by Clovis, the swamp’s revered caretaker. He sidled up with a concerned but reassuring look on his ageless face and proceeded to remove a spirit jar from his robes while incanting one of the ancient healing songs. Though hope had begun blooming within Alphonse, he could not help but hold his breath as he waited…