FOUR-POSTER (with Peter McLean). 1992.


Someone could wake up in one’s bed anytime with a cat, bird, imp or other strange creature sitting on the footboard and lurking about the bedclothes, making overtures from Satan. A large ugly specter or familiar could appear sitting on one’s chest, suffocating and choking the life out of the awakened sleeper in order to force him into the arms of the devil.

The abode of love, conception, birthing, dream, rest, memory and recuperation was no longer a sanctuary and haven, but had become a nightmare battleground fraught with evil and fear.