DAUGHTER, 2016

 

Daughter,

I'm imagining these words growing into balloons, filled with air. A life that is free, between the things that make her happy, and what she is told will make her happy. Existence, air, petals, color, nerve endings becoming “She”; imagined woman, daughter.

Lake madder is slightly translucent. When mixed with black it creates a rich burgundy; its reds begin to surface. Cadmium red acts as a beacon, a charged spot of intention. Color vibrates at different rates, red being the deepest.


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