oh th ecstacy, oh th terror (original painting)
25 X 39 acrylic, gold paint, and solid paint stick on reclaimed panel.
oh, th ecstasy
oh, th terror
scrape th mud off yer boots, you heathens, we’re going classy with this one.
i decided to go minimal with this piece, something for th modern, philosophical salon crowd to hang in their concrete rooms, and titter at in between hits off their vapes. originally I was going to do it in th style of my woodcut reimaginings. I could double back on that, I suppose, there is always tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.
are you prepared for th life-shattering ramifications of ascension? how is a blood bleeding, day walking, down to earth human supposed to process th moment when they find their feet swaying in th breeze, disengaged from gravity? what happens when th incantation works? what now? how do you have a regular conversation about th regional sports team, or th weather, after such a thing has come to pass? this is information that can’t be shared, some experiences can never be suffered to be believed. how can a moment of ecstasy be enjoyed when it is accompanied by th shadow of terror?
asking for a friend.
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