Life is a B**ch
Life Is a Bitch is a visceral descent into the furnace of ego death — a volatile, unfiltered scream painted in streaks of neon, blood, and confusion. The canvas bleeds color and emotion, thrashing with symbolism, layered textures, and a kaleidoscope of half-legible messages that mimic the chaos of the human mind on the brink of transformation.
The upper right corner delivers the blunt mantra: “LIFE IS A BITCH”, scrawled with a defiant mix of sarcasm and surrender. This declaration sets the tone — raw, unfiltered, and deeply human. The painting is soaked in reds, purples, and rust, evoking both rage and rebirth, a hellscape where the soul melts down to reforge itself.
Life Is a Bitch is a visceral descent into the furnace of ego death — a volatile, unfiltered scream painted in streaks of neon, blood, and confusion. The canvas bleeds color and emotion, thrashing with symbolism, layered textures, and a kaleidoscope of half-legible messages that mimic the chaos of the human mind on the brink of transformation.
The upper right corner delivers the blunt mantra: “LIFE IS A BITCH”, scrawled with a defiant mix of sarcasm and surrender. This declaration sets the tone — raw, unfiltered, and deeply human. The painting is soaked in reds, purples, and rust, evoking both rage and rebirth, a hellscape where the soul melts down to reforge itself.
Life Is a Bitch is a visceral descent into the furnace of ego death — a volatile, unfiltered scream painted in streaks of neon, blood, and confusion. The canvas bleeds color and emotion, thrashing with symbolism, layered textures, and a kaleidoscope of half-legible messages that mimic the chaos of the human mind on the brink of transformation.
The upper right corner delivers the blunt mantra: “LIFE IS A BITCH”, scrawled with a defiant mix of sarcasm and surrender. This declaration sets the tone — raw, unfiltered, and deeply human. The painting is soaked in reds, purples, and rust, evoking both rage and rebirth, a hellscape where the soul melts down to reforge itself.