We see a Japanese street in the daytime. Normally it would be bustling with shoppers but the streets are empty save for one contorted man lying there with his back to us. Is he writhing in pain? How did he come to be here? Why is he so alone?
When asked about the dystopian feeling found in many of his paintings Geddes writes “I leave that open for interpretation. I try to make relatively quiet paintings. Even when there is movement, like a piece of wall breaking apart, I still try to imbue the work with a sense of stillness. This is, at the end of the day, more of a product of the kind of sensations I am drawn to than an overall theme I am consciously trying to impart. I see my work as more a visual representation of mental states than literal descriptions of a physical reality, although I love hearing people’s readings of the works.”
