Guerre

A little treat I put together during the service. If you should look at it in a more deeper sense than just a piece of artwork, I think a good description of the piece would be the feeling of being an outsider that tags along when you are a soldier. The feeling that you and your comrades in arms stands outside the rest of society looking in, recieving malevolent glares in return. The poem on the picture was originally something else, a little piece of text regarding the fact that it's not "if" you snap in a battlezone but rather "when", hence the bold text...