Sirens wail, reflected, refracted and reformed.
~ Sirens Reflection ~
Swirling madness consuming us so, pieces of you and I.
I dance and whirl like the fires below, consumed for I would die.
I love the idea of love but shall never taste it’s kiss.
I love the idea of you, of I, of us ,and of this…
Series of works from the fractured mindset and process. Piecing together the self and others.
These are some of my random paintings. I will tell the story behind these paintings in future blog posts.
