About this poster

I’m very proud to announce my newest art piece, “Justice” which I’ve made especially for release at Spoke Art Gallery’s appearance in New York City at the New York Comic Con. “Justice” is the sister print to “Equity,” which Spoke Art released earlier this year at the Chicago Comic Con. The pair of art prints of “Equity” and “Justice” are related in theme, as they are related in their release through Spoke Art at two of the country’s largest comic and art conventions. Both art prints – “Equity” and “Justice” – are inspired by The Orphic Hymns, “Equity” and “Justice.” The Orphic Hymns are at the foundation of the ancient Greek religion, as it was practiced during the Golden Age, at that civilization’s height, during it’s struggle to begin to define democracy, art, science, and reason. As an artist who struggles for social justice through my work and through my actions, I firmly believe that without Equality, there will be no Justice. And so I set about to portray both ideas as figurative art pieces that share a similar atmosphere and design. Justice gazes at you bravely, head tilted slightly to communicate empathy, and turned ever so subtly to the left, tracking you with her eyes. I am doing my best to portray an attitude of bravery, and engaging the viewer with it. The woman is portrayed as an equal, unashamed and brave. Here is the Orphic Hymn this piece was inspired by: LXII. TO EQUITY. O Blessed Equity, mankind’s delight, Th’ eternal friend of conduct just and right: Abundant, venerable, honor’d maid, To judgments pure, dispensing constant aid, A stable conscience, and an upright mind; For men unjust, by thee are undermin’d, Whose souls perverse thy bondage ne’er desire, But more untam’d decline thy scourges dire: Harmonious, friendly power, averse to strife, In peace rejoicing, and a stable life; Lovely, loquacious, of a gentle mind, Hating excess, to equal deeds inclin’d: Wisdom, and virtue of whate’er degree, Receive their proper bound alone in thee. Hear, Goddess Equity, the deeds destroy Of evil men, which human life annoy; That all may yield to thee of mortal birth, Whether supported by the fruits of earth, Or in her kindly fertile bosom found, or in the depths of Marine Jove profound. — Hymns of Orpheus