2010, 2x3 meters, acrylics and other shit (Including but not limited to wax, mud, beer, milk, lipstick, cloth and maybe piss I can't remember). Was a part of my BA project titled "Of Nihilism"
A short summary of the writeup for the painting:
I dislike the word but lets say it's a meditation on hatred. I try to rise above it but in reality I am a very bitter and a very petty man. In a way I live for revenge. Revenge against the bus driver, against the boring people I've had to suffer, against the assholes who broke my nosebone, against the first girl who said "yes", against the clumsy art teachers who have wasted my time. Revenge on everyone. I have this need for revenge, I cannot be at peace. I have to either be a ridiculous success or destroy myself entirely. Deprive the world of my participation, my talents. In reality idiotic ramblings of an arrogant madman, in my own mind a majestic gesture as I inform you "You are not deserving of my company."