Aron Wiesenfeld: Art

Something, Im not sure what yet, about these images, reminded me of Munch's 'Scream'. I think perhaps the length of Aron's people, their icy stances and blank expressions is the same scary, secluded and cold feelings I receive from such isolated, sad images. The young girl crossing the small fence in her underwear, for me, is particularly disturbing. Why is she there? It looks so cold in that green fog and blue-green ground. She doesn't even seem real, human or alive. Not that she appears to be particularly unhappy, but there's just something terrifying lurking somewhere.