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In primarily grey colors, this piece is a commentary on right and wrong, black and white and the grey space that we all inhabit. The shillouetted images of me playing the trumpet with doves in flight and a tree coming from my bell are a re-interpretation of the angel and devil on the shoulders as an image of one's conscience. I struggle with some evils and this image shows the struggle as well as the fact that alone I will never beome white as snow. Instead, I will be forced to inhabit the grey.