Based on a one of a kind photo* of Eastern European troops before being shipped to the front lines of World War II. In the composition, you see the faces of doubt and innocence on the precipice of participating in the war that changed the world. *This photo was provided to me by my mother’s husband, Allen Zicherman, the photo features his father (the young man to the right of the Officer in the front row), however many details have been lost as his family were victims of the Holocaust, with many family members murdered in camps and much of the family history being lost forever. Despite these odds, this photo remains, and I consider it the great honor of my artistic career to attempt to render this timeless and precious image into a worthy homage to the men it features and the sacrifice of so many soldiers throughout history whose names, and hence participation, are lost to our recollection, and yet the infrastructure of our civilization is built squarely on their collective physical and spiritual votive offerings to the future generations that would passively forget them.