I have a love/hate relationship with the work of Mike Mitchell, and I have a feeling that’s the way he wants it. His work rides this line of clever/sweet/dark/grotesque that continually takes you by surprise. Clicking through his gallery is a circular ride of “Ha! Awww. Wha–? Ew. Ha!” (And if that isn’t an articulate review, I don’t know what is.)
Regardless, this particular red bird painting is so graphical and striking, I absolutely love it.