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Long ago Narcissus searched for echo and fell in love with his own reflection in the deep waters of the unconscious self. What do we see when we look within ourselves, and through the looking glass? What compels has and draws us, and what drowns us into uncharted realms of who we truly are, and where the boundary of self and the other blurs. Where we become one.
This painting took many months to create while I was on travel to a faraway place. Layers of paint, each stroke deeply painful, counterposed with patience and waiting. And Hope rendered in oil on canvas.
Oil on Canvas
36” x 42”