I dont take naps often although i would love the freedom too. one day i did take a nap on my couch and i had been struggling with something for a while and this particular time i was obsessing over it. i had a dream that aliens had abducted my mom's husband and were slowly torturing him by dissecting him and taking out his organs. my moms husband is a very strong and capable man. he has a depth of character for some things that is beyond my comprehension. but in this dream he was screaming out in a desparate and painful way that was not anything describable. This painting was built off of that dream. i morphed the alien into someone wearing a upper playground shirt. that is where i used to work and although it was one of the coolest experiences of my life, it was also one of the toughest times. behind this person is another monster looking fella that may or may not be another friend. often friends can inflict pain on you that random strangers couldn't. but it is all good. some of the lines on this painting are just perfect- for instance the yellow arm at the bottom with the red line going through it. i like the juxtaposition of the colors and the raw and unstructered aspect. this was one of my first paintings on a stretched canvas.
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