I was born in a cross-fire hurricane, And I howled at my ma in the driving rain, I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag, I was schooled with a strap right across my back, I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead, I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled, I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread, Yeah, yeah, yeah I was crowned with a spike right thru my head, But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas! But it's all right, I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a Gas! Gas! Gas!

Artist/Philosopher

Surfing, Painting, Eating, Sleeping, Dreaming, Traveling, Music,

HOWLIN' WOLF

La Costa - Acrylic on canvas, 34" x 62" - Eric D. Ward



Harmony (Part III), Acrylic on canvas, 24" x 36" - Eric D. Ward




Sanctuary, Acrylic on canvas, "48 x 48" - Eric D. Ward

Reflection I, Mixed Media, 46" x 34" - Eric D. Ward

Double Vision, Mixed Media, 30" x 18" - Eric D. Ward



A New World Order, Mixed Media/ Assemblage, 56" x 32" - Eric D. Ward




Contents Under Pressure, Mixed/Assemblage - Eric D. Ward