From The Crush Series, an intimate series based in hues of deep jaded greens and salty gray-blues. Often moments of bold or perverse saturated tones erupt across the canvas to contradict themselves. Then trickle-down like the soft passage of time. With this piece, in particular, a large white blanket of paint covers most of the painting. Cascading from the top downward mixed with blue and then acid green splattered and smeared near the upper right portion drips down the bottom. A bright pink crimson splotch of spray paint, reminiscent of evidence from a CSI scene, sits in the lower right quadrant.
Backhanded compliments and other sharp quips are tools often employed by those of a hard exterior. Behind their fragile facade lurks some dark subconscious unbeknownst that drives the flying stings and stones that come from their tongue. So the next time someone tries to put you down, question the source and remember, it's their shit, not yours.
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