A while ago, I realised I had started to treat my art like a profitable venture, instead of a means to express myself and bring beauty to the world. I felt like an illegal arms dealer, or a drug peddler, with how much of it was becoming more about the money and less about just expressing freely.
The two deviants on each side represent my more selfish, and dare I say, evil personalities manifesting, as the reason for my creations began to change into something more sinister.
This piece is a reminder to myself, to remember and find the reason why I started creating in the first place.