angel

Angel came to me whilst I was in a very dark mindset. I kept thinking that perhaps I was going to be down for a long time and so the marination began. Emotions sink into the psyche and out the hand comes a wellspring of sorrow. These angels began a few months back in my attempt to bring acceptable and recognizable imagery into my works. It's not that I had aim to please, it was more for charity. And I wanted the work to reflect what people would feel comfortable with besides monsters, chimeras, fantastical plantlife, etc. My creativity takes hold and sometimes I'm in a world so fargone that people are left scratching their heads when I dare to give them a peak. No she's not this particular angel. This one hangs on my mum's wall. Finished as it not is here. But she is part of a triquetra of angelic images. Each alone. I admit that most my pieces these days are very lonely. Perhaps they reflect my feelings for the bleached stone gray skies of late winter. I sometimes wish to disappear into the gray mist, then other days I wish to dance in the sun.