
On a hillside covered in human skulls a man clutches his bowler hat holding what appears to be a skull in his right hand. He is slyly greeting a man wading across a toxic river who is unsuspectingly tipping his pointy hat.
What intrigued me in this image is that suspended moment where a meeting can go either way; how all over the world people of different cultures forced across borders, refugees vulnerable to old grudges and at the mercy of the unknown.
The painting was created in a few minutes using prepared rollers, this technique ensures the unduplicatable quality of the original work.