Breaking The Mold
But lets talk about this one right here. Its about, as the title implies, breaking out of the mold. How its all dandy and secure to be amongst the crowd.
Not trying to stand out.
But once you do, and this usually comes from pursuing some kinda silly dream (wich really only is silly in the eyes of its spectators), it may not be what you expected it to be. It may be ugly. But its gonna be so much more interesting to try and figure out things through your own head and its thoughts.
Those who do remove thier mask will probably have alot to learn about themselves. It may seem a daunting task indeed. But you just have to take it for what it is.
The man in the center of the picture has just removed his mask and dare not take the full step completely, hence slightly looking through his fingers with tingling curiousity about what lies ahead.
His face is not evolved and merely consists of basic shapes and forms. To portrait his infancy that comes from not knowing.
His coat starts to look more lively and interesting than the others in the background. Although still holding a somewhat stiff composture whilst his former bretherens move around with relaxed motions. They seem more comfortable in their environment. Offcourse they do. But alas, they are still trapped in the mold.
Oil on canvas 100 x 70 (cm)