In 2013 I was fresh out of graduate school flying with my brand new MFA and I thought that my life was on an exponential rocket journey.  This show brought all my unused work done for the incomplete Escape of Panama Dorado.  Much of my work has multiple lives or interactions with other pieces.  This is only the ceramics plus the final painting in the series where Panama Dorado sees the stump where her hand was cut off and lost in the third dimension.  At the bottom are three images showing the life of my backstage presence.  I had to man the gallery personally during all open hours.  Whie there I drank the opening night wine and began a new series of paintings: Cover to Comics that Don't Exist.