Apocalypse.
Original oil painting on canvas, 32×40 in/81×101 cm. Shipping in a roll.
This science fiction story, at the intersection of theology and technological pessimism, is a reimagining of the biblical prophecy of the Apocalypse.
In a distant, dystopian future, humans have “worshipped the beast,” becoming cogs in the system. Striving for immortality and perfection, they have finally rejected the flesh, transforming into a faceless legion of robots.
“The sea is no more.” It has dried up, and all life is now confined to cyberpunk-inspired megacities—a jumble of neon needles and steel colossi, suffocated by electrical flashes.
However, this technological grandeur pales in the face of a colossal vortex opening in the heavens.
“The Kingdom of Heaven,” Marduk, Typhon, the planet Nibiru—it’s been called by many names throughout history. This coming doesn’t bring humility; it brings purification by fire. A meteor shower, storms piercing the sky—this is the cosmic catastrophe described in biblical prophecy. But this isn’t God; it’s the aliens returning to reap their harvest.
Identical steel figures, devoid of will and individuality, stand frozen, listening to a prophet like themselves raising his hands to the stormy sky. This is the final point.
This painting is a stern warning that even in a world of triumphant reason and machines, ancient prophecies overtake us, taking the form of cosmic inevitability.
