A chaotic occurence, reserected through this physical realm. An experience of the unknown tethers each of us to the hills and troughs created by pain and violence. Without explicit observation of the positive would we ever shed light into the abyss? If we continue to plunge into darkness with reckless abandon will we ever reach heaven, nirvana… peace..?

Is there an angel, physically able to spread love? Someone that continues to sacrifice their infinite soul in order to shed enough light here? Perhaps they to be a pheonix, to be a catalyst for change only to be beaten, torn, and murdered just to rise again?

"Pheonix and Angel"
Acrylic, Tissue Paper, Reciepts, Marijuana Ashes & Stems, Acrylic Debris
24"x36"x2"
June 2022
Ready To Hang