RED Walls (2013)



The faces, cartoon-like and innocent, give way to crenellations, battlements almost, that loomed above them, the red spreading to provoke a blood-like, womb-like reaction in the viewer. The womb is a wall, too, a piece of symbolism that isn’t lost on Red. “Black is different to dark. Dark contains light within it, as abstract contains concrete imagery.” The faces blend to walls, as if symbolising the act of growing up, the act of maturing into the comprehension that life has limits, self imposed or superimposed by other outside forces. Here is claustrophobia personified, the faces that merge to abstract, becoming blurred and lost, losing themselves in the colours of blood and danger as they grow into the castles we all construct within the soul.