This Oil and acrylic piece was a breakthrough, I have finally let so of my expectations, I finally cracked and just let loose. I let my judgement go, even when people from my course would walk past and tell me their doubts about this piece, even when my tutors doubted it, I still continued uncaring.
And I think finally, I've come to realize my style.
The emotion in this piece is bursting out, as the overstimulation of the patterns almost clogs the senses. They resemble childhood with their puzzle piece depictions, as if what I am presenting is a memory of mine from when I was young.
This scene in neither sad or happy, it is pure chaos... a memory that has been distorted and twisted in my mind so that I can cope with its reality.
Sometimes memories are too painful to remember, so sometimes our brains twist them into this: an oversaturated blur that is almost too much to comprehend.
I am so pleased with this piece, I believe it is the start of a new style for me as I finally let go of my mechanical mindset to create the realistic.
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