Oil on canvas, 36in × 48 in
This painting speaks to the space between existence, the eerie calmness that exists in the after. This is the part of the story in which, once the action has passed, there is a moment to breathe, reflect, and sit in the stillness, everything around him sitting still with him. This is a dream space, starting with the eye of the storm, the figure floating in or out of, we're not sure. Only the in between. This painting is a reminder of the ebb and flow of life, to not attempt to control what we can't. We are simply floating along for the ride.
Oil on canvas, 36in × 48 in
This painting speaks to the space between existence, the eerie calmness that exists in the after. This is the part of the story in which, once the action has passed, there is a moment to breathe, reflect, and sit in the stillness, everything around him sitting still with him. This is a dream space, starting with the eye of the storm, the figure floating in or out of, we're not sure. Only the in between. This painting is a reminder of the ebb and flow of life, to not attempt to control what we can't. We are simply floating along for the ride.