I created this piece to try and convey the feeling that fall brings to me. Fall brings the hunger for the last rays of late summer sun and seeing the lost sunlight in the leave's bright colors. When summer ends and the days become darker and shorter, we reach to hold on to the light that is left.
Posted in response to the challenge PAST CONTESTS: Fall '23: Visual Art.
i don’t seem to write much anymore.
Maybe it's because at one point the music got turned up real loud,
didn’t like the thoughts in my head,
the noise of the world.
One day, I want to be as strong as my shadow;
waking up, running,
falling asleep, dreaming.
Made from muscled arms and soft angles.
We manifest our fear in our hands, as physical things; sometimes it pricks at our skin and leaves marks, sometimes it results in stiff fingers, cracking from a stiffened clench.
Comments
Goldenrose, I'm so happy you included a description of your intentions in creating this piece, because it allows me to tell you that your work sublimely communicated those intentions. The colorless depiction of the hand grasping for that rich color of the changing sun in the changing season, unwilling to let it go just yet, is just how I feel right now about the oncoming winter.
Thank you!
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