Through the modern bombardment of information, absurdity and distraction you become aware of nothing but a culture of sickness, of dark days, of schism, art for profit, the common destiny of the human being getting thrown off course. The scent of Jasmine (2018) has been created to lead the dead out of purgatory through the gates of the infinite heavens above and below. The color and texture erupt off the terreskin paper with the vehemence of lava bursting out of the earth, of bile vomited out of empty guts. Blending perfectly with the masterful ink work. The viewer feels like they are travelling on a microcosmic ship into the soul of a long forgotten angelic being.
Truth! Truth! Truth! this image screams. Reflecting back to us the uncontrived spontaneous of art in its purest form.
