16x20 acrylic on reclaimed canvas, 2015
This piece reminds me of a misty landscape at the time of morning when there is still fog in the valley’s and the sun hasn’t quite shown its face. I imagine two knights or nobleman meeting atop some grassy field to fight for a matter of importance or defends ones honor. The white feels to me like strikes of the swords and the sparks of metal on metal. This piece celebrates the excitement of the fight, not the victor.