8. They Still Breathe

Upon closer inspection, I realize that the fallen person is still breathing. They are only unconscious, presumably having fallen a great distance and hit their head. For a moment I am struck by a strong urge to take the body and deposit it back outside my city in the wastes. What right did they have to be here in my city? But then I remembered the fire beast, driven mad by its desire for purpose, for a home. What role did I have in its pain? Couldn’t I, with all my many buildings, also lying dead and purposeless, have built a place for these lost ones? My old fears washed over me at the thought, but I found strength in a new idea. I have the power to create places for these rejected entities, and not only that, I have to power to honor them through that creation. I refuse to continue to propagate hatred by shutting them out. I set down the house I had been holding, picked up the unconscious body and laid them against one of the buildings deeper in the city. I covered their body with the blanket that had once covered the buildings, then set about my new task.

Artwork Info

Type of Work Prints, printmaking, lithographs
Medium Stone Lithographs
Dimensions 18'' by 24''
Subject Matter figures, cities, wasteland, monsters, fire, destruction, healing, self love, Monsters, hatred

Artist Info

Neal McCormick

Joined: June 6, 2014

Rights: All Rights Reserved

Appears In 1 Album

14 items

Neal McCormick Printmaking Thesis Fall 2019