some images compiled into a new picture..

Artwork : Tears of the Paladin
This is about my story and a part/parts of me
On the right is me as a child before i grew up
but it is also still apart of me..
The child is speaking into the ear of the current self the wounded crying one
why is he crying? Because the childs innocence speaks..it is not the way the child speaks but above the child is what it sounds like to the current self a roar..
now onto the face from the middle bottom, the throat is also yelling and connected to the current face. Inside the neck is a red dying women, tragedy of love, my reality..
the man is watching his heart die, and yelling so loud..
the very left knows it is what must be because there is a reason and is the noble paladin looking with proudness at the beauty that is himself (the whole painting)
the hummingbird and flower represents beauty of self, who i am inside..
beauty exists in many forms.
The hand snapping it saying..it is done.
The past is always there eating us yet the paladin does not mourn he transforms the pain into glory..
this is the Tears of the Paladin because each person in this picture is me.
This is about beauty and pain..I am beautiful