Prowling through the desert, circling his prey is Satan who dashes us down. For if the mind fails, we shall perish!

With the Holy Grail ever as my guide, I wander the earth. Once, while deep in the desert, I encountered Satan dressed in fine clothes of brocade and hot pink satin. He tried to trick me and get me to stray from my quest for the Grail but I was not deterred. Oh, no! Though he was beautiful and his words were honey, I laughed at him and hurt his feelings. He tried to poke me with his trident but I was able to dodge his pathetic thrusts.

“Run away little Satan!” I yelled after him, “your house is on fire!”

Watercolor and gold on paper. Copyright 2006 by Kelley Vandiver