these texts are an archive of my life in the San Francisco Bay Area from march 2007 - march 2015. it stands as a record of close to a decade of my life, charting the struggles i faced as an artist, daughter, and lover. messy and chaotic at times, eloquent and poetic at others, these texts are an index i am proud of. it was here in this electric box that i learned how to be honest about my experiences and the person i needed to become. it was here that i first learned the truism that words make the world and how to trust such a beautiful, rife, hard fact.
no long diatribe today, friends. i think the feeling of isolation in this image is palpable enough.
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Spectacular! I love the colors in this grand art piece. Dark, mysterious, and lonely. Very today. Very tomorrow. Very right now. In my opinion, it gives a sense of past to an underlying childhood moment at that time. Not being able to see any sort of facial expression, leaving us using our imagination. For some odd reason. I get the impression that the feeling of this anonymous lifeless body is at peace on the exterior, and drenched with fear and anxiety deep down within. Yet, calm. Holding a secret only ones own heart would know. And all the while, waiting for something extraordinary and different to bring joy into the day. As the whole scene is only as dreary as it looks because it is the view of the mindset of the person standing there and not the actual day itself. Conclusion: I love it! I was very moved by this painting. In return, I thank you for YOUR expression.
1 comment:
Spectacular! I love the colors in this grand art piece. Dark, mysterious, and lonely. Very today. Very tomorrow. Very right now. In my opinion, it gives a sense of past to an underlying childhood moment at that time. Not being able to see any sort of facial expression, leaving us using our imagination. For some odd reason. I get the impression that the feeling of this anonymous lifeless body is at peace on the exterior, and drenched with fear and anxiety deep down within. Yet, calm. Holding a secret only ones own heart would know. And all the while, waiting for something extraordinary and different to bring joy into the day. As the whole scene is only as dreary as it looks because it is the view of the mindset of the person standing there and not the actual day itself.
Conclusion: I love it! I was very moved by this painting. In return, I thank you for YOUR expression.
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