Here we go. Back to the raw exposed emotion you are so good at.
Carnage spurting and oozing from a sickened landscape torn from the soul. Misguided anger and rage displayed outward and then turned in on itself. Brilliant!
"The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place; from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider’s web." Pablo Picasso
All of earth is crammed with heaven And every bush aflame with God But only those who see take off their shoes. - Elizabeth Barrett Browning<p>
mygallery
"Rage, rage, against the dying of the light!" Deep wounds, internal and external, self and other-inflicted... trapped within such suffocating emotions... but there seems to be an escape portal... this could be a re-birthing... So well done, Simon.
mary
Hi Si
As a old friend I can comfortably inform people You are not a monster, nor a tormented soul. :o)
Regardless of this my untrained eyes see buckets of blood, even old pagan signs it's a real bloodfest / Nightmare on Elm street. Freddie Cruger watch out !!
Life's around said Phil the 35 millimetre cameraman. I recently went to the doctors, and said I've got icon fever, but he told me there was no cure for the disease.
Carnage spurting and oozing from a sickened landscape torn from the soul. Misguided anger and rage displayed outward and then turned in on itself. Brilliant!