The line became a dictator that forced its grip over yet another canvas and did not even think about letting me loose. And I was more than happy about it.
What that led to was something different, again. It came to be a fiery, curly, passionate, somewhat narcissistic, powerful and monumental mask, yet, balanced, graphic and defined. A tragic hero. Inspired and inspiring, able and great in his own right, but with many faults and in the end – not in control. A Caesar, but not an Emperor, like Flavius Claudius Crispus – the first son and execution victim of dictator/Emperor Constantine. Hence I called this painting “Crispus.”
Title : Crispus
Type : oil on canvas
Size : 100 * 100 cm
Year : 2018