An expression of helplessness. This was a test piece for a larger painting. I found that this adequately expressed my feelings, so the larger piece was never done.

Here I painted my feelings of weakness, helplessness and being frighteningly alone. This is a dream of a private space in hell that I built with the tools of inadequacy and insecurity. I'm an ugly little wimp-shit struggling and flailing to keep from drowning in a black oily sea of despair. There is no help in sight ... and I am blind. I am also angry that my existence, and ultimate demise, seems so brutal and cruel. Far off in the distance another wimp struggles against the inevitable.

Like many other of my works ... It's simply how I felt at the time I painted it, a catharsis.