Reminiscent of the on an ECG heartbeat, but distorted, wrong, off base. Not unlike looking away in a genocide and desensitizing the mass murder, of children. Like choosing the few over the many. Why? How did this become who we are?
We’ve lost our way. I think we know we have.
Lyrics from a song from Rage against the machine speaks to my feelings more than I can articulate. It says the words too few are saying.
‘Read my writing on the wall No-one's here to catch me when I fall Caught between my culture and the system,
genocide!
Read my writing on the wall No-one's here to catch me when I fall If ignorance is bliss,
then knock the smile off my face Yeah!
If we don't take action now We settle for nothing later Settle for nothing now And we'll settle for nothing later.’
Dimensions: 485 x 380 (Framed) Materials: Acrylic, Posca, Graphite
