Heathcliff it's me . . .


Like the great loves of a literary masterpiece, this piece provokes passion. I view it as Heathcliff and Cathy from Emily Bronte's Wuthering Heights. And I hear the song being sung in the most stirring rendition ever recorded, by the incomparable Pat Benatar, when I look at it . . .

"Out on the winding, windy moors we'd roll and fall in green. You had a temper like my jealousy too hot, too greedy. How could you leave me, when I needed to possess you? I hated you, I loved you, too."

Or . . . maybe it's ET and Elliot, but either way, it's love.

All backs removed, ground smooth. Piece is drilled and hinged together in passionate permanence. Signed Kay Adams.


A0941, Sold

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