A horde of menacing COVID-19 virus particles sweeps across the valley under a sinuous cloud. The village sits vulnerable atop a grassy hillside, protected by a vaccine robot and a tenuous wall of toilette paper crumbling and catching fire. Chaos unfolds on the muddy slopes, an epic battle between COVID-19 and humans. Doctors rush in to help the fallen, brave soldiers and a dog make a last stand amongst the corpses, concerned citizens toss toilette paper rolls and a paint brush at the oncoming viral horde. Discarded oxygen tanks lay in a tangle of medical tubing. Pirate Purple Pants with his plague-leg and pandemic parrot fights mono-a-mono with Captain Immunology who wields his intravenous vaccine rifle. At the center of the drama sits an idle man, his arm is draped lazily around an infectious COVID-19 virion, his lips locked in an intimate exchange of genetic information. A majestic tree is caught between dream and reality, fusing passion fruit with pathogens, sucking oxygen, watchful over the tombstones. The scene leaves one lingering question: are these the saturation costs?
Saturation Costs, 22 x 30" cold press, watercolour, March 2021 (No. 25xx)
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