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Acrylic |
I was listening to some poetry on youtube, as I often do to get inspired, and one person wrote a poem that consisted of sentences and phrases that could be in either a love letter or a suicide note. This line in particular really struck me, I could feel the essence of this being absolute anxiety. so I did a quick painting of how 'on edge' that the line made me feel, and how the tunnel vision of that moment might warp reality.
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guache- mixed media |
I was sitting on the couch when this image shot into my head, it felt like a creativity attack- so I tried out some new paints and painted what I thought. I was going to sell it but upon showing it to my friend she simply had to have it- which was better than an monetary amount.