Oils on Masonite
Testament to the rules that we set for ourselves, the rules that we bind our lives with.
We use these rules as excuses, they are there readily to catch us when we are to fearful to push forward.
Lines representing structure and rules, a flat dimensionality that is caging the flighty heart.
The rules become entangled with our being.
We are bound to some, and push through some.
Push for the moon, a shining entity that represents something seemingly just out of reach, yet it’s light shines on us.
Push for that shining ethereal moon.