At ninety-one years of age, Milton Ellis emerged homeless after a tornado barreled through his central Florida residence in 2007. His personal possessions filled two grocery bags while his large reverse-paintings on Mylar, which had been rolled-up and stowed away for 30 years, remained unscathed by nature’s wrath. Through these paintings, Ellis had expressed his vision of a pending apocalypse. He was certain of the total collapse of our civilization. In fact, he believed that our only escape would be to a new colony in outer space. His body of work is testimony to his beliefs, however codified.