After reading this, Poo makes sense, finally. =D Association I had with your art piece was "I see fire, inside a mountain...", but that might just be the beer talking.
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After reading this, Poo makes sense, finally. =D Association I had with your art piece was "I see fire, inside a mountain...", but that might just be the beer talking.
That's my interpretation of Dale's hell fire within. If you look closely, you can see the entrance on the left.
Funny you mention beer. I've been craving one of those for many days. It must be Saturday.
It is a kind of hellish. Left for the viewers a home? Or your left. On my left I see a head. On the right a hole that must be a kind on entrance.
It is a way to tell the day: "I crave for a beer, is it saturday already?"
Do we have different lefts? Must be a timezone thing. It is what it is, and that is, it doesn't matter what it is. Something like that.
I used to know it was Sunday just by how my head felt when I woke up. I slowed down a lot. Probably for the best!
It is what it is indeed... There is an intrance and the scene is hellish. It could illustrate the work of Dante. There is now a bridge build between continents.
That sounds indeed like a change for the best. For me waking up sundays with a wooden head are a thing of a far away past.