People Watching and Many More
I started this exploration with the idea of time. As I continued to draw, or picture what was in front of me, I started seeing things as a story. Thinking of connections and how a rapper will wait for the right track to explode on. The sequence of things happening may not be predictable unless there are specific responses connected to the specific event. If you get shot, you bleed, but there is a time in space when the bullet leaves the gun that it is not connected to anything. What does the human do to fill that void? The void in the soul from a parent that forgot to detach from work while home, or the womanizer that has no connection to any woman, but the instrument he worships delightfully. These are all common occurrences related to family life but the human soul is resilient, and learns to compartmentalize those pains. It's those who can't who suffer, they are scarred for life, many of them, artists, but what was it that made the sting so deep or the bite so hard. Continuing to peck away at the soul we start seeing things in one color. Retreating to places that create illusions of safety. Visions of family replaced by gangs and weapons, that honor a quick release, bring them even closer to a shining light, creating an awareness free of plight. Vivid skies blue with height, we see our goals without fright.
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