Rest
The figure lies flat beneath a heap of ochre and white, more rockslide than blanket, so the title argues with itself a little. I built the pile out of hundreds of small broken strokes and left the body underneath soft and pale by contrast. The second figure, folded into shadow on the right, has a chain looped around one ankle, which is the detail that keeps the whole scene from ever really settling.
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On your own wall, at its true size — opens your camera