My entry explores the last journey we take. Those final steps toward our inevitable death. We become food for worms. Back into the earth from where we came. Our hidden relationship rarely spoken of when we are alive. Only by the ones who bury us. I spent time working in funeral care and I probably thought about it more than most. I chose to adopt an illustrative folk art style for this piece to show a commonality, like how we can still relate to ancient figures painted on walls. The composition intentionally skewed on one direction and sizes conflicting with reality like some kind of dreamscape.