This is a pretty painting. This is a war painting.
I began this work in the early days of the war in Ukraine. This is the first war in history that is documented in real time, from so many angles and that we as average people are seeing such raw images of death and destruction.
A Ukrainian woman said, "I hope wildflowers grow where Russian bodies fall." That is so raw. It cuts. It contains so much meaning and emotion. Grief. Despair. Rage. But there is also a prayer of hope in it. That from blood pouring into the earth, alchemy. Birth again.
None of this is okay. Yet the cosmos spirals on. I don't have answers. But the processing and emotions are here. Here in chaos. Here in flowers.
48 inches x 60 inches