Part of a storyline, I think, from a film like ‘Blue Velvet’, if David Lynch had been around to make it in the 1930s. This may have to do with the electrification of the United States, but only if you don't understand how empty metaphorical illustration is. I don't do metaphors: this is exactly what it appears to be, which is something inexplicable. See it right now out of your window.
[Part of a limited edition artwork sequence, 1 of only 8]
[Notes] My works are portals to strange and disturbing worlds which cannot be reached any other way. [For a more detailed explanation please check my writings online and videos on Youtube.]
[All artworks are printed on archive quality oyster paper and then professionally framed, with reinforced backing and museum standard acrylic/Perspex. The framing of the larger works alone costs around $2k. I personally supervise the production of each one.]
