This is a migration without origin or destination. In Travelers, figures drift through a poisoned paradise, their pale bodies both animal and artifact. Elongated, spectral, they stand in a glowing haze like fossils caught mid-step—ghosts of an exodus nobody witnessed, nobody survived.
They are neither entirely beasts nor symbols. Their stretched limbs echo with both innocence and deformity, as if evolution took a wrong turn somewhere in the dark. Behind them, a horizon of bruised green and black curls over a dead land, sky and ground stitched together by vapor and absence.
The environment here is quieter, colder—buried beneath the posture of survival. Travelers doesn’t describe a scene; it enacts a condition. These figures move, not forward, but inward, carrying with them the memory of landscapes lost. The brush isn’t illustrating bodies—it’s searching for what remains after departure, after forgetting, after the myth collapses.
2024
Oil on Canvas
30" x 40"
Available $2,600
Oil on Canvas
30" x 40"
Available $2,600
