Water Soluble Oil on Canvas
26” × 34”
Every day, I look out at the same landscape—the distant horizon beyond the prison fence, and the closer, harsher one of concrete and razor wire. It never changes. That stillness, that sameness, becomes a kind of ache. In this piece, I painted not what I see, but what surfaces when I close my eyes. It’s a landscape shaped by isolation and longing, but also by the quiet fear of what comes after release. The unknown. The freedom I’ve dreamed of, but don’t fully understand anymore. The result is a place that feels both comforting and ominous—like a memory I haven’t lived yet.
** 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
26” × 34”
Every day, I look out at the same landscape—the distant horizon beyond the prison fence, and the closer, harsher one of concrete and razor wire. It never changes. That stillness, that sameness, becomes a kind of ache. In this piece, I painted not what I see, but what surfaces when I close my eyes. It’s a landscape shaped by isolation and longing, but also by the quiet fear of what comes after release. The unknown. The freedom I’ve dreamed of, but don’t fully understand anymore. The result is a place that feels both comforting and ominous—like a memory I haven’t lived yet.
** 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.