Ocular Prosthesis

20×20″ oil on linen – private collection.


Born into a family of exalted caste – the daughter of a minor prince – she was as a supreme egocentric, and repented in opulent leisure pursuits such as hunting or riding the finest horses. Her favorite stallion, aptly named Fury, was white with a tail she had painted red. When her right eye was crushed due to a riding accident, only the best tools and surgeon were brought in to save it. When she found the fine Venetian glass eye was ill fitting, she had her lid sew shut in a fit of desperation. Unchastened, she rebounded in society and even carried her glass eye with her, “to keep an eye on would be foes” and to scare small children.