This is only the second full size oil painting I ever attempted, done in high school art
class. Inspired by the Emerson, Lake & Palmer song "Karn Evil 9," the work now appears to me
as incredibly crude technically, but the basic idea seems to find a sympathetic chord in
many people who have seen it.
Perhaps the end of the century tends to put everyone in an apocalyptic
frame of mind.
A simple exercise in song lyric illustration, I imagined myself in a
land like that described by the lyrics:
| Cold and misty morning, I heard a warning borne in the air About an age of power where no one had an hour to spare, Where the seeds have withered, silent children shivered, in the cold Now their faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for gold. Suffering in silence, they've all been betrayed. They hurt them and they beat them, in a terrible way, Praying for survival at the end of the day. There is no compassion for those who stay. I'll be there I'll be there I will be there. Lyrics by Greg Lake © 1973 Manticore Music Ltd. |
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