What I saw on 9/11 was a bunch
of businessmen and businesswomen, working mothers and fathers,
men, women, and children all suffering a horrible maddening
inexplicable few final moments of human existence.
This is not one of my favorite paintings because it so ugly.
I try to imagine myself being the man falling headfirst into
infinity from the scorching flames burning him like the flames
of hell in the heavens above the NYC skyline. His image is
ingrained in my mind like a throbbing headache every time I pick
up a brush and attempt to finish this painting of what I
imagined he saw crumbling in his mind on the day of that
horrifically shameful event in human history.
The nails on the sock represent Jesus being nailed to the
Cross for Human Greed & Political Corruption. The thumbtacks
symbolize the modern crucifixion and torture imposed on every
victim of the WORLD Trade Center TRAGEDY on 9/11 in the year of
Our Lord 2002 for the same DAMN REASONS!
What if Christ was the man diving headfirst from the Top of
the Babylonian Tower that fateful day. Would there be a golden
charm of a man diving into infinity next to the golden charm of
a cross around the necks of those expecting the third coming of
Christ?
I am presently working on a sculpture that I plan to do in
tribute of the worldwide victims of greed and deception that
suffered on that day, based on the oddly calming image of that
man flying through the sky to meet his fate. I plan to donate it
to the family of the man in that picture who to me is a muse and
a stranger but to them was somebody loved.
I reckon this piece will continue to get much criticism from
people who just don’t realize that this one isn’t finished yet,
and I doubt I ever will in my lifetime, and I hope to God I
never do because this one is just to ugly to revisit.
There are several things going on this painting all at once
chaotic, crazy, and seemingly nonsensical and without
correlation or connection but if studied closely truly
intertwined. |