My Response to 'ThingPit' by Taras Hrabowsky

 A higher being has made the focus of their kaleidoscope our earth. Our world is thrown into a dance of collision. Images spin and crash together, merging into a twisted and beautiful geometry. It is violent and yet peaceful; a reflection of life itself. With a dizzying realisation one discovers that the world is imploding, collapsing in and onto itself ... like a tormented soul inner drowning, spinning in the madness. All succumbs and joins the dance of destruction, the making of a new state of being. And so it ends with a bang and a whimper ... and yet there is beauty in the end, the swirl of colour and light that everything was has now become. As quickly as it ended it begins again, with a crash life is reborn. Life forms on the wall, and the wall is life and earth itself. - Tempest- [find the art I'm critiquing at http://tarashrabowsky.com/?page_id=60]