Charles Klabunde

My art is the creative act of giving shape and form to the demonic and angelic images that lie within the shadowland of our living essence; the unknown anxiety of despair and meaninglessness in the face of our non-being. What draws me to Icarus facing death ... God Pan in despair ...the Furies roaming the world in a state of mental imbalance ... draws me to this abyss. What holds me at bay is the existential realism of our non-being.