This is a kind of self portrait; showing a point in life I’ve reached, or rather to be more honest, a lesson I have attempted to learn, with some success. The imprisoned figure shown, with his large, yet not completely formed and useless and limp arms and hand, repressents a person who is in a rut. This person (it can be any person- we all get in ruts throughout life), is unable to have the freedom to follow dreams for a number of reasons. Perhaps they seem to big, and the overall posibility of freedom seems too daunting, and so this person faces away from the outside world beckoning out of his ‘prison’ window.
The figure of the foreground is someone coming to terms with what tools are available to make things happen. With an active willingness to make them function and work to their potential, they start to evolve form, and create a more solid reality of their own. In turn, a self made ‘prison’ or rut breaks open. This is why I positioned the hands and the eyes as I have; for with me, I find my hands and eyes the best tools I have to follow my mind, heart, and dreams. Without use, a personal rut may form, but with use and focus, those bars or rut that hold me back break open, and I become someone more fully formed as a person.
I think the prose I picked, written by T.E. Lawrence (better known as Lawrence of Arabia), is an apt match for the symbolism behind the painting, and adds a certain persuasive power to it.