I've been in the dark for so long that I got used to it. I learned to love it there. I forgot that I should only befriend it and use the matchsticks and candles on my side. I guess being in the dark is so scary that I didn't dare open my eyes and look around me. It was beside me all along.
Yes. I am lighting up that candle and learning how to protect it from being blown away.
Now that I have lit my candle again, I saw... colors.
Scorching the Scars
Acrylic on Paper
2018
Aside from the colors, I saw.. someone. He's in the dark as well. But something is strange. Why can I see a smile on his face?
I watched him from afar. Something is different. He doesn't have a cage around him. Weird.
I didn't build a cage around me.
Or did I?
I took a closer look. Geez. This cage made out of bones looks indestructible...
But...
....it doesn't have a lock in it.
Guess I'll just escape then! Sweet!
Painful Sweetness
Acrylic on Paper
2018
With the fire in my hands, I took my first step outside. Ouch! I stepped on something.....
I stepped on..... brushes and paints?
Looking down, I saw something very familiar.
It was pink! My favorite color! It's been so long since I've seen you.
I'll never take my eyes off of you again, I promise.
Scratch It Out
Acrylic on Paper
2018
Carrying these old items that I found, I'll be on my journey to the place where I can see more colors. It will be hard walking barefoot, I know, but I will carry on.
I need to scratch some things out.
And put that gold on top of it.
Artist's Drama
So I have felt @rubencress being happy despite everything. [Sorry but I'm not sorry for tagging your ass, people deserve to know how inspiring you are (eew)]. Seeing him like that, I wanna be happy, too. I WANNA BE HAPPY! There. I said it. All caps for you to know how intense it is.
I don't usually do abstract art. Well, I really don't. Lol. But for a moment I felt a desire to grab a brush and just paint. I did it spontaneously. No planning at all. No visualizing of the result. Nothing. I just let my hands take me wherever it wants me to.
It felt good knowing that you don't have to worry about the result because you didn't plan it in the first place. No frustrations. No anxiety. I tasted the freedom for the first time.
Using pastel colors, I felt happy. Sorry, it still looked messy though, because I still am. I am working on it. Everything is confusing but I'll figure it out soon. Not sure how 'soon' is 'soon' but the important thing is I am moving forward.
.... and I will learn how to spell my name again.
V.