Hand Printed Linocut on Japanese paper, H182cm x W152cm
My environment is slipping further away from civility. Cramped layers of futile growth show people bathing, fishing and drinking in the sputum the factories pump out. They are oblivious to the origin of their play zone, tracking back we can see this is where the lost children are to be found. Oil like torrents push through water wheels, the gears are disappeared vandalized or stolen. This energy is wasted and no industry is made today or any other.
The children are stuffed with junk food, taking on the characteristics of the hyenas, they gorge on the quick snacks, frightened children take refuge in the safety of the hot dog sellers vehicle. Real Hyenas eat the perishing bodies of the dead because the morgues are bursting.
The pathetic elected come round to see for themselves, they are lucky to be protected by their own henchmen who are on the payroll. The wrestlers have other ideas and are more than happy to push them all over the precipice. Women share damp tunnels with the rats as they breast feed their young touting for work with CV's in marketing experience rather than sex.
The streets are shop less the spaces they vacate are now housing the rapists, pedophiles fraud- sters and bankers. You can stroll the deserted high street and see for yourself what a pedophile really looks like. Each inmate receives the same goodies, a rope and a chair so they can do the honorable thing and free up the space.
Any open area is left as no mans land where anything goes. You can take a hot bath and drink some beers or if the price is right you can tether and torture a walrus with your friends. They are cheered on by paying spectators. Heroes break through the fences they aim their arrows at the tormentors rather than the beast, some scrawl messages of defiance or instruction it reads REV...reverse.....revere.....revolt.....revolution. High speed trains deliver more people in on the hour from a volcanic distance which itself is in self destruction as smoke and laver spills from its seams. Helicopter gun ships circle firing rockets to secure the euthanasia.