Newer Version

Do we change? Aren’t we just a newer version of our parents in contemporary clothes, repeating the same mistakes with a new twist? We fret and struggle to be free, when the freedom we seek is from ourselves. I hear you now, saying, “I am NOT like my parents”. Yet as life plays its hand and relentless stress squeezes every droplet of juice from your body, the familiar ways of our parents lives tumbles into our own.

Green Eyes of Tension

I have nothing to say am just filled with unresolved emotions. They build until I am “set off” by little things like someone running shower water for unmentionable length of time. Instead of eating my self to numbness, I am making an effort to express the frustration and confusion of my life by escaping with paint. Granted these are not the renderings of my soul but a release of the unmanageable tension that daily screams for release. This darken green/blue is a watercolor 18″ x 24″