THANKS…MR MU…Symmetry tends to kill motion, and contain the space…wanted the space uncontained, so the viewers mind would travel beyound what is depicted, into the realm of thier own imagination,…if that makes sense…plus just experimenting with composition…one of the biggest criticisms of Michelangelo’s Last Judgement fesco, was it’s centralised symmetry …at the time when he painted it …go figure…
…I think meaning trumps all else in this type of concept.
THANKS …Ellie…Glad you enjoyed the symbolism, and the symbolic color also…
THANK YOU …Frejasphere…a picture is worth a thousand words sometimes for sure.
Really glad you find meaning in this one…makes it worth the effort… 
THANKS…Intervain…Glad you enjoyed the colors…the symmetry…like I told MR MU…
The overlapping figures…guess that is just a matter of personal opinion…they do look a lot better and clearer when viewed bigger, as they are posted futher above on this page…
What is your opinion of the the masses of figures in michelanglo’s last judgement fresco,…
just curious…:eek:
TAKE CARE
Glenn
A couple of flash backs from the past…still relevent today…unfortunitly…top one was one of the very fist digital paintings I did…used a mouse…:eek:
The story behind this painting is personal.
When I was in the Navy, the Vietnam War was raging on and on, Nixon was bombing the hell out of Vietnam, and the cold war with the Soviet Union was getting hot. And in the middle of this ordeal I was on the Thomas Jefferson, a Polaris nuclear submarine, carrying 16 intercontinental ballistic missiles. Each equipped with 2 nuclear warheads, each being 50x more destructive than those dropped on Japan in WWII. On my last patrol we went up by the Soviet Union and patrolled 2 miles off thier coast line. Were chased numerous times by their attack submarines and destroyers. But luckily were never caught and destroyed. I opened the missle hatches about 20 times during a 90 day period and went through the sequence or count down to fire the missles on each occasion, not knowing if it was the real deal or not, only the captain knew, Each time I shut the missle hatches back up I counted my lucky stars, cried a little inside and wondered why and how the world ever got so screwed up. My job on the sub was launcher technician which is to fire the missles, destroy continents and essentially all life on the planet. Had my finger on the button to end all of life far too many times. Been a nightmare in my life for 35 years now. This painting is a self portrait of that experience I had many years ago. An experience that haunts me to this day and probably til the day I die.
Used a mirror to paint my own image. Not bad for being 52. Lol.
So, Have a great day. Because you never know if it’s going to be your last.
Take care
Glenn
PEACE OR PERISH …






