This began to emerge one evening earlier this week. Then I had a business trip, got home around 1:30 AM last night, only slept about 3 hours, and when I went out to the garage to continue this, before anyone else woke up, this was the result.
These images are not driven from my conscious mind - they come from deeper and murkier places. I'm learning to listen and provide expression, but I don't always understand the results in ways I can explain. In the case of this image, I feel unease, anger, and guilt around who's telling whom. Who is the ventriloquist? Where are the words coming from? What is that snake? Why only a spine and bust? Is the ring significant? Is that snake his other arm? Some of these things might seem to have simple answers, but I'm not sure at all. I feel like I've been all three of these figures, but mostly the guy in the middle. I'm not happy about that. I try not be be any of this, but I doubt my ability to detect when I am.
I feel like the inner artist is sending me disturbing messages. If they resonate with you, please let me know.
Just for the record, I believe social pressures do all sorts of good and bad to nearly everyone. At the moment I am having a lot of emotion around what happens to women and girls in our society and other cultures around the world.
Ball point, Sharpie, and pastels on brown kraft paper - 24 x 18 inches
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The images in this series definitely do resonate for me as well. Although I would seriously miss having access to the internet there's no doubt in my mind it's a large part of the reason why the common denominator of social discourse has sunk so low. At the same time I must admit this is far too big a subject for any one sentence conclusion.
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