I painted this in 2015 but it's one of my favorites, and a signifier of where my art was headed. It deals with the third world time warp that happens as the colonizers money leaves and the locals are unable to even afford upkeep on the abandoned hotels and empty palatial estates. In this case it's the Congo trying to keep a Belgian scientific research station and library from being swallowed up by the jungle. Green mold seeps through the blank plaster walls, and barefoot men wielding machetes walk the grounds in Fila and *NSYNC tshirts. The final stop in the thrift store journey.