This piece is part of my personal collection and is not for sale. Here is the story of this painting:
In 2005, I spent a summer break in Bandung, Indonesia while I was an emerging junior in college. When I returned to school and took Painting 101 we were assigned with painting an abstract painting in oil from a photograph, and I chose a picture I took from the rooftop of my “kost” or boarding house. I went up there almost every day to take in the sights and sounds. We were situated towards the top of a hilly street that was bustling with street vendors, motorbikes and angkots darting around everywhere. To the right I could see affluent streets, and to the right, extreme poverty - dilapidated shacks stacked on top of one another and seeming to be ready to tumble down the hill at any moment. Like many growing cities around the world, it was a city of extreme contrasts, and I learned how to process my emotions of it through this piece. I did not have a view of the mountains from my rooftop, but I saw over all of it and through the dusty clouds a mountain (Isaiah 25).