30x30cm plein air oil on board finished en studio.
Nice to spend a few hours staring at this. The temptation is to wax nostalgic about our ancestors and what they were trying to do with these megaliths and how they could manage to lift such heavy stones. A bit like the noble savage fallacy. But the thought occurred to me that maybe these were elitist monuments of the psychopathic control grid of the time. What would the common man of the time have thought of these stones I wonder.