48 in. x 38 in
I painted this work on canvas in one sitting (never do I pre-plan any work; they all do come out of subconscious reverie) and to my very own surprise I let my own soul bare the open wounded grief I feel for the loss of my daughter. It is quite a sad painting for me. All I can say of this the subject and the dejection of the figure in the bleak black and white realities of life or death.
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