Three children; one in awe, one quizzical and one staring with penetrating gaze are surrounded by a swarm of camera drones. The painting depicts a climate of mounting fear and misinformation, of chem-trails, privacy violation and false truths normalised for the next generation.
A return to colour.
A flash of melted red wax baby faces came dripping fully formed to me in a dream. A combination of 1950’s post war chocolate advertising and the apocalypse.
Finally with my sober streak under my brush and the fear of creation in a clean slate challenged, I set to prove that I could create without the altered state.
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