Water Soluble Oil on Canvas
35” × 18”
One night, outside of standard practices, the recreation officers let us walk to the outside track after the sun had set. A landscape that I had seen every day for seven years suddenly changed, and it exposed a new reality to me. A part of the prison that had always felt open, hinting at freedom, was suddenly oppressive under the tall security lights. As melancholy washed over me, I noticed the moon and was reminded that there were places outside of their control. For me, this painting invokes the same conflicting feelings of hopelessness and hopefulness that I often find inside myself while imprisoned.
** Please note: All canvas works are unstretched and without frame. Images are here so you can get an idea of painting size and possible ways to display in your home.
Water Soluble Oil on Canvas
35” × 18”
One night, outside of standard practices, the recreation officers let us walk to the outside track after the sun had set. A landscape that I had seen every day for seven years suddenly changed, and it exposed a new reality to me. A part of the prison that had always felt open, hinting at freedom, was suddenly oppressive under the tall security lights. As melancholy washed over me, I noticed the moon and was reminded that there were places outside of their control. For me, this painting invokes the same conflicting feelings of hopelessness and hopefulness that I often find inside myself while imprisoned.
** Please note: All canvas works are unstretched and without frame. Images are here so you can get an idea of painting size and possible ways to display in your home.