Manfred
With a heavy rumble
The mountains came crashing down, tearing through
The fabric of the clouds and shook the Alps,
And piled up the green, blooming valleys
The green flowered valleys,
And the rivers were blocked and overflowed,
And crushed their waters into dust and darkness.
So once fell Rosenberg.[8] Why
Did I not then stand in its valleys?
Byron "Manfred."
I was drawn to the idea of a seated, tense abstract figure which sought balance; it was an expressionist and volumetric sculpture reminiscent of Lembrook's works that inspired me. As I painted I thought of a samurai standing before the choice of life or death and defying death while marching towards his goal, losing himself in the process. With every brush stroke, I invested all of my energy as I sought to truly capture this idea in my painting. With a final glance, I felt satisfied that I had accomplished my mission and created a painting saturated with sentiment and skill.
