This piece explores the blindness of conflict. Two figures are locked in a desperate struggle, fighting on the edge of a blade, unaware that their suffering sustains the one who watches. They do not bleed for victory, but for a system that profits from their ignorance. Rendered in a cold, colorless grisaille, the only truth permitted to remain visible is blood.
The Narrative: A meditation on control, systemic power, and the cost of perpetual conflict.
The Medium: Oil on canvas, executed in layered grisaille with selective chromatic emphasis.
