By: Malcolm Ford
2020 (oil on linen)
This image gives off an overall creepy overtone. It almost seems like a masked specter is floating about creeping down the street. The figure appears as if they’re cloaked or draped with something shawl-like with a polka dotted undershirt, drifting through what I can only describe as a mix between a forest or perhaps a bridge with a fog, a bed of chaos or some spark of activity leaving a mist or veil in front of the figure.
https://bombmagazine.org/articles/finding-hope-in-the-chaos-ali-banisadr-interviewed/