Facing the Unknown
I am here.
Though this place can not be found.
I am here.
Though this I also can not be found.
I am a constant becoming
I am a constant undoing
Here facing the unknown
No inside, outside
Or in-between
Just mystery
I painted this shortly after moving across the country. Having my own space and being a little more anonymous than I had been in a while. The contemplation of aloneness and non-locality picked me up. A constant becoming, a constant undoing–unlocatable, and yet–here we are. Try to speak of it, and we cloud the immediacy of this!
Gauche on Watercolor Paper 22in X 30in
I am here.
Though this place can not be found.
I am here.
Though this I also can not be found.
I am a constant becoming
I am a constant undoing
Here facing the unknown
No inside, outside
Or in-between
Just mystery
I painted this shortly after moving across the country. Having my own space and being a little more anonymous than I had been in a while. The contemplation of aloneness and non-locality picked me up. A constant becoming, a constant undoing–unlocatable, and yet–here we are. Try to speak of it, and we cloud the immediacy of this!
Gauche on Watercolor Paper 22in X 30in
I am here.
Though this place can not be found.
I am here.
Though this I also can not be found.
I am a constant becoming
I am a constant undoing
Here facing the unknown
No inside, outside
Or in-between
Just mystery
I painted this shortly after moving across the country. Having my own space and being a little more anonymous than I had been in a while. The contemplation of aloneness and non-locality picked me up. A constant becoming, a constant undoing–unlocatable, and yet–here we are. Try to speak of it, and we cloud the immediacy of this!
Gauche on Watercolor Paper 22in X 30in