#brianjerome

There Is No Greater Sorrow Then to Recall Our Times of Joy in Wretchedness, Brian Jerome

My abstract interpretation of the looking out to the rings of Dante's Hell. Hell to me is the world we learn to accept as we grow older.

Dybbuk, Brian Jerome

Reflecting on looming death and sorrow from friends that have either died through accident or through suicide. Life becomes increasingly more valuable as you witness it being taken away from you.

Matera, Brian Jerome

Reflecting on time in Matera, Italy, the city of caves and ruins. This work deals with the idea of memories and history that become covered and uncovered over time, whether they be physical ruins, or our own lifetimes.

Where I Lost My Place and Started Over Again, Brian Jerome

This painting took a almost a year to complete. I generally do not see joy in my work when painting, so this was difficult and new to understand and complete. The yellow was a big change in me after coming out of a depressive winter and spring.

Chronophobia, Brian Jerome

I deal with a lot of anxiety and fear of time coming and going too fast. I remember being 18 and moving to Philadelphia for college like it was yesterday. 10 years have gone by and I still feel lost in time.

Urban Floor Plan, Brian Jerome

Another reflective study on a near death accident.

Hell in Autumn, Brian Jerome

Studies on what an abstraction of Hell could be without the belief in it.

There Is No Greater Sorrow Then to Recall Our Times of Joy in Wretchedness, Brian Jerome

My abstract interpretation of the looking out to the rings of Dante's Hell. Hell to me is the world we learn to accept as we grow older.