This is one of my favorite paintings. It was created when I was in the depth of my grief over my father's passing. I actually had major surgery 3 days prior to his death, so I was in physical as well as emotional pain. I felt like I didn't get to grieve a lot because my son and mother were having such a hard time. The theme of the paintings I created around this time were white-washing, layers, and covering - it felt like that is all I could do at the time. Whenever you push emotion down, it always seems to seep through the edges. So this piece of art is about feeling trapped without a way to grieve and how grief tends to show through or seep out the edges away from the white-washing.
This painting was created with acrylic paint, inks, paper, tissue paper, graphite, and calendar pages. The wording near the bottom of the paintings is from a William Trowbridge poem, "It felt like any other night in this crummy town like you've been cold-cocked and stuffed in a dumpster."
Thanks so much for looking at my art!
ink, acrylic paint, paper, tissue paper, calendar pages, iridescent medium