Black Rain

1994

36" x 43"

Hiroshima Series

One day I was painting with dark colors and I saw that these streaks of dark color could give the impression of the black rain that fell after the bomb exploded.

". . . it suddenly started to rain hard.  The rain was as black and as heavy as oil, and my clothes became wet black . . . there was no place for sheltering against the rain.  We three kept on walking, drenched."

                                    Agawa Hiroyuki

Poetry from The Atomic Bomb Voices from Hiroshima and Nagasaki, edited by Kyoko and Mark Selden

Art Quilts by Barbara Moll