Acrylic
Canvas
72” x 96”
Acrylic on Canvas
Abstract
Collector: Currently in a private collection
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In this large-scale surrealist work, a lone bee tears open the sky, revealing a glowing hexagonal shaped opening within the clouds—her act both divine and dangerous. The bee, symbolic of life, sacrifice, and regeneration, hovers at the center of a celestial rift, unknowingly entering a trap. Three cybernetic fingers, constructed from hexagonal geometry, loom beneath her…charged and poised to strike. These fingers, both mechanical and menacing, suggest the hand of human interference, made not just of machine parts—but of cities. Skyscrapers, smokestacks, and industrial landscape. This hand spews pollution into the atmosphere as it reaches through the clouds—human expansion turned weapon. artificial, exploitative, and indifferent.
Subtle warnings swirl within the vaporous clouds, like spiritual whispers or ancestral cries—trying to alert the bee of the danger ahead. But still, she continues—pollinating, giving, sustaining. This piece is a haunting metaphor for how we treat the natural world: exploiting what gives us life without reverence, yet life continues giving… for now.
Tags: Bees, Collective Relationship with Bees, Large Painting, Pollination, Trickery, Giver of Life
In “Bee” I wanted to create a visual reckoning. The bee, to me, is a sacred being—a quiet architect of life. Her role in our ecosystem is not only essential, but profoundly symbolic of selfless giving. And yet, in our human systems, she is treated as a resource to extract, a tool to control.
The hand in this piece is not just mechanical—it’s made from the very cities we’ve built. Our urban sprawl, our waste, our industry—all fused into a godless grip that reaches into the sky. It is humanity’s hand, built of its own consequences. And still, in the face of it, the bee opens the clouds.
This painting is about that tension: between reverence and destruction, between giving and taking. It’s a warning, yes—but also a tribute to the resilience of the natural world. Even in the face of violence, she keeps giving. But for how much longer?
