…when the bombs fall? (Original Painting)

10" x 14" | Acrylic pour, paint marker, and fluorescent ink on stretched canvas

(front and back)

This piece grew out of history - an acrylic pour I'd set aside for years that became a burning question about the violence we wreak on each other with technology as a conduit. The text on the front draws from Isaiah 6:2, reimagining the seraphim not as worshipful, but as indifferent to our self-destruction—shielding their eyes to feign ignorance. The back is a collision of lyrics, paranoia, and prophecy: "Dark Will Fall" by Bonobo, Eisenhower's warning against the military-industrial complex, and Infinity Knives' "The Iron Curtain", all tangled in red, blue, and orange threads.

This painting asks: Where do we expect to go when the bombs fall?

And more importantly: What have we done to keep them from falling?