I find my best, most authentic work is inspired by experiencing live music. In September 2015, I was so lucky to see one of my favorite bands, Until the Ribbon Breaks
for the second time. The show was outside and it poured
. It may sound terrible, but it was one of the most beautiful and cleansing moments of my life, one that I have carried with me for the past few months. Those brief moments of purity are something to look back on with happiness as I go through some pretty gnarly emotional growing pains.
And that's what this piece represents: my vulnerability, the fact that deep inside I am delicate and can be broken. I have never been one to voice my emotions, it scares me too much to give that kind of power to someone. What I will never be able to say in words, I can say in paint.
Reference care of a wonderful, talented, and beautiful member of our community:
Ink, coffee, watercolor, little tiny bits of marker and colored pencil