strung up

I felt that I needed to do some original work. That bug in my head telling me I could be better than I am was screaming today. So, I picked up my brushes and... this happened. I am being entirely honest when I say I did not set out to paint something this morbid. It just sort of evolved out of my ever present love of all things figure drawing and some referencing of my gestures. My mind is going to strange places lately. I suppose this is just a manifestation.