THE EMPEROR OF TIME
I feed myself from your greatest treasure, your precious time. I delight in your regrets, I am your wrinkled face and white hairs, what was and what could and couldn't be. I am only a matter of time, I am your life and your death. I belong to you and you belong to me. You and I will resonate for eternity like sound waves. I have been, I am and will continue to be “THE EMPEROR OF TIME” the ugliness and beauty of your wasted time.
Don’t feed him.
This image was an exercise of patience and time for me. It was suffering and joy. It was just a matter of time. This is an allegory about him waiting to be created and me using my precious time to vomit him. For a short while he was the “ Emperor of my time”
I was inspired by so many things that happened in my life that I could write ten pages explaining this image. But it was mostly an exercise for myself, an oportunity to remove the rust and practice sculpting and texturing, lighting and composition. To do some “storytelling” and “concept design” as well.
Hope you like it.