"What matter where, if I be still the same,
And what I should be, all but less then hee
Whom Thunder hath made greater? Here at least
We shall be free; th’ Almighty hath not built
Here for his envy, will not drive us hence:
Here we may reign secure, and in my choyce
To reign is worth ambition though in Hell:
Better to reign in Hell, then serve in Heav’n."
-John Milton, Paradise Lost, Book 1, 1667
My interpretation of Satan adressing his troops in Pandemonium, from John Milton's "Paradise Lost", for the charity fanzine "La noche de los 1000 Luciferes". This painting was made as I think poetry is intended to be interpreted: read aloud to oneself until one's mind is half gone in rhythm and meaning. Thank you Milton, you genius.