The Squeam - Original

'One evening I was walking along a path, the city was on one side and the fjord below. I felt tired and ill. I stopped and looked out over the fjord – the sun was setting, and the clouds turning blood red. I sensed a scream passing through nature; it seemed to me that I heard the scream. I painted this picture, painted the clouds as actual blood. The color shrieked. This became The Squeam.' An original acrylic on Canvas painting measuring 22 X 28 inches This listing is for an original painting and not a copy, reproduction, or duplication. The artist retains all rights to duplication and reproduction.