Stop scrolling here

I created this painting under an unconscious impulse. While I was scrolling through the Instagram feed I found this photo in front of me, among a caricature, a bejeweled celebrity, a calisthenics athlete, and other frivolous lightnesses that we necessarily feed on, without even realizing it anymore. I stopped, I looked at the bodies of those children, lined up like a small section of a poignant, inhuman collection. I felt tears running down my face, I thought about how devastating this pain is, how my way of experiencing what happens in the world is devoid of humanity. I stopped my thumb, part of me wanted to shake the horror away, to avoid having to deal with it. To remove it. But another part of me screamed “you have to do something!” If you turn away you lose a part of yourself. So I thought that in my small, humbly way I could amplify that image, that sum of broken lives, the pain of family members, with a painting. I have no claim that it will have an effect on others, but it has