My story as a happy child being mistreated by my tyrannical father is depicted in the artwork. He realized that by treating me badly, he could cause me to develop a mental illness such as social anxiety. I could never again talk to ladies since that was his plan. He was no sweet, loving dad. He was a stupid, incomprehensible, and power-hungry parent who relished cruelty and disliked people in general. My life has been a struggle and a suffering due to anxiety and the need to fit in with a society that demands perfection and hard effort from me. Because of its numerous laws and regulations, this civilization is terrible and seeks to control me. As a result of my fear that, should I disobey, something horrible and strange will happen to me, I've come to realize that our way of life is not about humanity or love. Due to their freedom, simplicity, humility, and tranquility, I now feel that the Native American way of life was preferable. This resulted in their authenticity, peace, and tolerance; they used gentle things like horses, willows, feathers, wool, and bows to stay warm and on the hunt. But they were also denied entry for these terrible white people, who remind me of my father, whom I hate. So, I painted a Native American conducting a ghost dance while brandishing a tomahawk and knife in order to market them. This ceremony aimed to bring the souls of the deceased and the living together, ward off the incursion of white people, and promote harmony, prosperity, and peace among the Native Americans across the region. But although the good Indians capitulated, they were wiped out by these white stupid, easily influenced people.

Artwork Size & Ink Base:

67x128cm.

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