𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝐼’𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃


I spent the better part of Saturday completing it this piece. There was a snowstorm happening outside and there’s something about the accumulation of snow that causes me to become very introspective. It’s interesting because at first the snow just isn’t there at all and then all at once it’s blanketing everything but you don’t really take note as it’s happening, only after it’s done. I think that’s very parallel to my emotions and the self-discovery I’ve spent so much time on in the last year. I spent that day reflecting on all the things in my life that stood out; the good and the bad things created punctuations between the lines of my life as the years passed and I feel totally in awe at the way all of my life has unfolded and continues to unfold; a blossom that opens, petals that unfurl, spring upward, and then wither and fall away while all the things that make up who I am remains at the center. The death of one of my rabbits, Noire, plays such an integral part in my artwork to this day. Maybe she was just a rabbit, but not to me. She was young and pure. She is a golden pillar in my life’s experiences; I’ve seen love and loss time and time again in my short lifetime. I’ve seen abuse and mistreatment, I’ve seen hurt and anger, senseless pain and violence. I’ve seen beauty and grace, the goodness and shining gold in peoples’ hearts. I’ve let go of people I’ll never get back, I’ve made mistake after mistake; I’ve hurt those around me and lashed out at the people I love the most. I’ve blamed and fought and envied, I’ve gained and lost pieces and parts of myself, like the way your breath lingers in frigid Minnesota Februaries, slowly but inevitably time passes and floats away from all of us. Anyway, I think of Noire’s violent death often and the way Louis and I loved her, because a lot of the time that’s all you can do, when everything else falls away.