'Billy Banks'

acrylic on canvas (aprox 8ft x 3ft)I insist you click to enlarge

Mother Nature thrives in the dereliction that has overcome the once notorious Billy Banks Estate. Organic forms flourish reclaiming the clinical structures. The jungle-like ruins give us a glimpse of a post-human world where the birds can be heard singing and the animals walk fearlessly through cobbled streets, a playground of new possibility where our destruction is nature’s creation. This portrait of Billy Banks depicts the estate before its on-going deconstruction that unfortunately attempts to wipe clean this black smudge from history. This is a depiction of the post human landscape that exists already on so many of our city’s outskirts. Is this the fate of all our homes? The cycle of life is infinitely more powerful than our individual existences and I believe these scenes are often stark reminders of our nothingness, where the world goes on turning without us. Nature finds its order in our disorder.