I see a brown figure on the right with her head down, searching here memories so diligently, trying to figure out what made her so chronically sad. The memories take on many shapes and colors which make them difficult to identify, but deep in her heart she instinctively knows what they are. She is trying to use this information to understand herself and change her way of thinking, to raise her self esteem, to give her the strength to be honest about her feelings and to stand up for herself. Will searching through the myriad of colors and shapes rescue her?
I enjoy the sense of enclosure, the sulphur yellow wrapped around and backing the scoliosis brown backbone of bowing expecting teal woman figure. The past, enclosed in white space, aquatic –with green sea lettuce and kelp slivers, the red bloodied sea worms. and blue red dolphin energy, and nondescript protrusions of cherry red and turquoise blue. All points to the futility of the Search, to the Unknown —–at the end of the Search— perhaps not a futile finding.
SOOOOO love this one Martin. Such mindfullness.
I see a brown figure on the right with her head down, searching here memories so diligently, trying to figure out what made her so chronically sad. The memories take on many shapes and colors which make them difficult to identify, but deep in her heart she instinctively knows what they are. She is trying to use this information to understand herself and change her way of thinking, to raise her self esteem, to give her the strength to be honest about her feelings and to stand up for herself. Will searching through the myriad of colors and shapes rescue her?
I enjoy the sense of enclosure, the sulphur yellow wrapped around and backing the scoliosis brown backbone of bowing expecting teal woman figure. The past, enclosed in white space, aquatic –with green sea lettuce and kelp slivers, the red bloodied sea worms. and blue red dolphin energy, and nondescript protrusions of cherry red and turquoise blue. All points to the futility of the Search, to the Unknown —–at the end of the Search— perhaps not a futile finding.
This painting is of extreme importance. I need to go to my iPad to write about this.