Born out of illness and relentless motion, this work captures the particular madness of being unwell while the world keeps demanding things of you.
The background breathes with poured acrylic; black and murky blue currents pulling in every direction at once.
Gold sparks and cobalt lines weave between the figures like an overloaded circuit like too many demands and not enough clarity. Yet look closer and the string that tangles also binds. The wires carry something vital between one body and the next of the quiet, invisible current of people holding each other up.
The result is a piece that portrays exhaustion and somehow still holding together. Not because the machines are strong enough alone, but because nothing in this painting exists in isolation. Every figure, however fractured, remains tethered to something and someone. Not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing. Are we better off alone or with support?
Original on box canvas with acrylics, pouring medium and paint pens.
A3 (40cm by 30cm by 1cm)
Born out of illness and relentless motion, this work captures the particular madness of being unwell while the world keeps demanding things of you.
The background breathes with poured acrylic; black and murky blue currents pulling in every direction at once.
Gold sparks and cobalt lines weave between the figures like an overloaded circuit like too many demands and not enough clarity. Yet look closer and the string that tangles also binds. The wires carry something vital between one body and the next of the quiet, invisible current of people holding each other up.
The result is a piece that portrays exhaustion and somehow still holding together. Not because the machines are strong enough alone, but because nothing in this painting exists in isolation. Every figure, however fractured, remains tethered to something and someone. Not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing. Are we better off alone or with support?
Original on box canvas with acrylics, pouring medium and paint pens.
A3 (40cm by 30cm by 1cm)
