Split reflections of pain and of hope - paint dashed, swirled onto canvas. First fear - first the feeling of being *trapped*. Trapped within the body, frightened, but
out from the prison, into the light, into the green and growth...a heart to come, a life to come, no longer imprisoned. A life of freedom. Control of self.
"Which one is a self-portrait?" her friend asks, fingers trailing along the edge.
The artist shrugs, setting a paintbrush down. "Both of them. Different times. Different feelings."
"Imprisoned Within, Yet I See the Sun" and "Unifier of Opposites" by FlutterbyChild. Acrylic on canvas, 11x14.
I would have written more for these. But I feel that they speak so eloquently by themselves that I don't want to impose too much on them.
And yes, they are both self-portraits.
This is a benefit for the Boston Area Rape Crisis Center.
Blogathon 2008. 24 hours of spontaneous fiction for BARCC.