A solitary figure with hands raised to face stands on a bridge rendered in sharp, diagonal perspective lines that seem to lurch toward the viewer, their form twisted in existential anguish. Above, the sky ripples in waves of orange, yellow, and red that bleed downward into deep blues and blacks, creating a sense of psychological turmoil that pulses through every brushstroke. For a space that honors emotional depth and artistic legacy. Made to order by hand at our own Denver facility, it arrives as nine wood panels, each a half-inch thick with a keyhole on the back so it hangs easily. The natural grain shows through the artwork, so no two come out exactly alike.