It will stop

Here is the sadness that will afflict us all at time or another. The day our heart stops beating.
I am continually amazed at the way people treat their bodies. The most prized possession without which we don't exist is bombarded with chemicals, fat and physical abuse. I created this artwork in response to a person who is going out of their way to end their life in a socially acceptable way. I see it as a slow suicide.