Flowers of Pain

I was living in an unfinished basement in East village with no windows or shower. I was very poor and almost went to hospital from malnutrition. I had to shower with a cold hose. I spent a year in hell but I learned a lot and now I have warm showers three times a day. I painted this piece during that period, theres was not much hope in this phase but there was a lot of growing. I read a poet once who spoke about the "flowers of pain" the things of beauty that grow out of pain. In this painting the ground is covered in blood and the flowers have not yet taken root.

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