This painting represents inner struggle.
A fight, a build-up of energy coming from the pit of the stomach, feeding tension in the muscles, moving up through the heart until it can be contained no more. A moment of peace is won through - a breath - a tear - a shift in consciousness - to the release.
The collapse into stillness.
"I needed everything to fall apart
Like feathers from a pillow
Tossed high into the sky.
Everything comes falling down,
Gliding on a breeze caught in its own time
Energy that can't be measured."
Taken From - Night in Kalapa
by Sakyong Mipham Rinpoche