I am no art critic, so I guess I have no idea if this is good or not in the art critic's guide to snobbery. I saw it and it grabbed my heart, so I guess that's the sole definition in my book. I don't know the artist.
I am captivated by the dual concepts of strength and vulnerability. I'm just a bit mystified by the slight reflection at the bottom. I want to know what has this man so sorrowful, so broken.