A face that is repeated in dozens of layers with a slight shift.
Eternal artworks are painted by applying artist's blood, sweat, soul to the canvas. They literally wrest from the author the right to life, feeding on his flesh, his thoughts, his energy.
Such painting do not come to the prosperous - they are found by digging into the deepest gorges of one's soul. They are mined from cores and debris, cleaned from dirt, from vanity and midnight delirium. And it becomes clear that this search alone allowed the artist's soul to survive.
The author of such a painting does not hear applause, does not swell with glory - he sits devastated and looks at what was born to him, but which is much larger than him. And his eternally hungry soul involuntarily searches for the next gorge...
