Abandoned to the wolves A nightmare forms the basis of a beautiful abstract painting

Abstract painting | Abandoned to the wolves
The main intent behind this painting is to turn a nightmare into the most exquisitely beautiful abstract painting.
The person who sets the wolves on me is known to me and is unaware of how much distress she caused me by her abandonment.
I forgive her totally. This painting is part of that catharsis.
Out of such horror comes exquisite beauty.
Dimensions: 90x122cm.
Painted: 2021.
Materials: Acrylic and enamel on MDF board.
Availability: For sale $2500.

The story behind Abandoned to the wolves

In 2021 I woke from another intense nightmare. This was another brutal session of intense psychological torture where I was left in tears after waking from the most vivid and horrifying violence.

It started with me getting into an argument with someone I knew. Let’s call this person the Persian Princess. The argument isn’t that bad, just a few angry words. The Princess storms off and leaves the oasis in the middle of the night. The following days, weeks and months are filled with dread – I wonder what I could have said that was so upsetting to my dear friend that made her leave the oasis, and me, all alone.

The oasis soon dries up, so I decide to make the perilous journey across the desert to simply just find some shelter. The trek across the sand dunes is brutally hot and after some period of time I lose all sense of my mental faculties and go completely mad. I spend most of a day in the intense heat screaming out the lyrics for a number of songs from Fearless Iranians From Hell (Die for Allah album). Nobody hears me and after a while my voice fails me and I collapse in the intense heat.

I eventually come to find myself awake, lying on the cool sands of the desert in the middle of the night. I rise to my feet unsteadily and begin walking to what I can see on the horizon – another oasis. After a small period of time I start to see that this oasis is quite real and it calls me ever closer to paradise. When I get within a dozen strides from the edge I stop dead in my tracks. An incredible sense of foreboding is emanating from the oasis. Not a sound is to be heard. Completely numb at the growing inexplicable sense of horror I just stand there, like an idiot, frozen by fear.

“Bert, I told you to stay away”, the voice of the Persian Princess. I can’t see her but I can hear her voice crystal clear. I am both happy and terrified and begin to ask a series of questions “Why did you leave? Why?” Every time I ask, I receive only one reply “Stay away”.

“Bert, I told you to stay away”, the voice of the Persian Princess. I can’t see her but I can hear her voice crystal clear. I am both happy and terrified and begin to ask a series of questions “Why did you leave? Why?” Every time I ask, I receive only one reply “Stay away”.

I fall down into the sand sobbing maniacally. After some time; I begin to hear something above the silence. I slowly raise my head, my tear streaked face is filthy dirty from my time alone in the desert. To my horror I can make out a pack of large and powerful wolves who are snapping and snarling at me. They appear to be unable to move beyond the edge of the Oasis. I rise to my feet. Then the wolves move a few steps closer, and pause, waiting to see my next move. Absolutely terrified I turn and run, I throw every ounce of effort into evading the pack of wolves. I would get brought face down in the sand by a singular attacker who snaps and bites with powerful jaws, but manage to fight them off with kicks, punches and eye-gouges; running again, only to be brought down by another wolf. This cycle continues for several minutes, each time I am unable to run as fast, the number of wolves attacking increases and I get more and more dismembered.

The final scene is the Persian Princess, standing over me, having called the pack of wolves to heel. As I lay there in the hot sun, caked in dirt and blood, with gaping wounds and pieces of own flesh scattered about me I hear her say. “Fuck you. I hope you die!”

End of nightmare.
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I am Bert Ernie.
I paint beauty and madness.