This tank, stripped of its roar, lies fossilized in the sediment of time. Its body, once a symbol of dominance, now whispers the fragility of power. Through gestural strokes and raw texture, the painting mourns the machine as both maker and victim of history. What remains is not might, but memory. A relic of our endless struggle to conquer, and the quiet truth that all empires, like metal, decay.
Tank No. 7 — Fossil of Power
- Acrylic on canvas.




