Madonna Litta

Madonna Litta
My Sweet Rose painting
Naiade oil painting
Nighthawks Hopper
The machine moved slowly toward her, traveling on a rising hum. Itsindifferent spherical form blocked out Vader, the Governor, the rest of the cell…thelight… Muffled sounds penetrated the cell walls and thick door, drifting out into thehallway beyond. They barely intruded on the peace and quiet of the walkwayrunning past the sealed chamber. Even so, the guards stationed immediately outsidemanaged to find excuses to edge a sufficient distance away to where those oddlymodulated sounds could no longer be heard at all.
Look over there, Luke," Kenobi ordered, pointing to the southwest. Thelandspeeder continued to race over the gravelly desert floor beneath them. "Smoke,I should think." Luke spared a glance at the indicated direction. "I don't see anything, sir." "Let's angle over that way anyhow. Someone may be in trouble." Luke turned the speeder. Before long the rising wisps of smoke that Kenobihad somehow detected earlier became visible to him also. Topping a slight rise, the speeder dropped down a gentle slope into a broad,shallow canyon that was filled with twisted, burned shapes, some of them inorganic,some not. Dead in the center of this carnage and looking like a beached metal whalelay the shattered hulk of a jawa sandcrawler. Luke brought the speeder to a halt. Kenobi followed him onto the sand, andtogether they began to examine the detritus of destruction.