This complex piece dives into the very real topic of death on the macro scale. Portrayed as a cosmic journey taken upon humanity in desperate search to find a new planet to inhabit, a great starting over, only to find that every potential new home is in worse condition than the planet we left behind to die. In this story, the grass is most definitely not greener on the other side. Percy Bysshe Shelley’s “Ozymandias” rang out in the back of my mind when first conceptualizing this piece. “Round the decay of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare the lone and level sands stretch far away.” Lava flows, a core gone cold and blue, once great kingdoms fading back into nothingness. Cascading down the right-side of the piece, you find a number of planets shrinking in diameter, blending in to the background more and more, signifying progression as time stakes its claim on all of them, no planet becoming any different from the rest. Its not too late to cherish what you have until its gone. Started: Late 2016, Completed on 1/26/2023