This is my oil on canvas painting of a sigillaria tree in the light of the carboniferous sunset, by the time when the sun was shining next to it's companion, a white dwarf. By that time the Earth was smaller, with a weaker gravitational field and that permitted the growth of the huge sigillaria and lepidodendron trees with their green elastic stems. Maybe today a sigillaria tree would break and fall under it's own weight
The come from a place dominated by war and terror, leaving behind only ruins and fire. Do they come in peace? They are so many and they come to us like an army invading us. Most of them are young men We don't know who they are are and what they really want and that's what makes us be afraid of them.
I've made this painting yesterday. The painting is about a hot subject I prefer not to talk about