Oil on Linen
Despair was painted during a period of profound grief, which induced a sudden deterioration of my health. The work channels the raw vulnerability of my soul, ruptured by absence without malice, only a deep unyielding pain.
In the image, ‘it’ weeps tears of blood, its mouth releasing shattered fragments of my soul.
Beneath it, a fractured landscape, reminiscent of catastrophic earthquakes, echoes the violent tearing of my world. The artistic challenge stretched my inner strength.
The darkness of the terrain collides with an almost unbearable, searing light encircling its face an unsettling contrast between devastation and the stark illumination of grief.
The veil can be lifted to expose The Despair, but please replace to protect those who are fragile.
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Original: SOLD
50cm × 100cm
Framed Print: Available for Order
Oil on Linen
Despair was painted during a period of profound grief, which induced a sudden deterioration of my health. The work channels the raw vulnerability of my soul, ruptured by absence without malice, only a deep unyielding pain.
In the image, ‘it’ weeps tears of blood, its mouth releasing shattered fragments of my soul.
Beneath it, a fractured landscape, reminiscent of catastrophic earthquakes, echoes the violent tearing of my world. The artistic challenge stretched my inner strength.
The darkness of the terrain collides with an almost unbearable, searing light encircling its face an unsettling contrast between devastation and the stark illumination of grief.
The veil can be lifted to expose The Despair, but please replace to protect those who are fragile.
—
Original: SOLD
50cm × 100cm
Framed Print: Available for Order