
you were spitting venom at most everyone we know,
if you truly knew the gravity,
you'd know which way to go.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ei.....el=Guercinator
cheer up, baby,
it wasn't always quite so bad
for every bit of venom that came out
the antidote was had
if you truly knew the gravity,
you'd know which way to go.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ei.....el=Guercinator
cheer up, baby,
it wasn't always quite so bad
for every bit of venom that came out
the antidote was had
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This piece is real affective to me. From you showing me the WIP I was seeing feelings I was going through, myself. Looking real forward to you putting the finishing touches on it. Your effects and colors are always so poignant. Even feelings like a "miss" speaks to me. It always comes from a very genuine place. What caused this piece to come up and what compelled you to make it? I don't know. I might like to. If you wanna spill.
I'll tell you what I get outta it.
Recently I did a whole lot of baring fangs. Been awful on purpose. From the start of the year just been absolutely a depressed mess. Trying to find the right poison for me to fix what's been going on in my head. Instead of what I took in, it was definitely what I put out to finally change my life.
I'm clever and stupid. I'm selfish and concerned with others. Yeah, we're all made up of these contradictions. Comes out in the song, and comes out in this piece. Story of opposites, right. Things were good, things went bad, and it'll be okay. The people I hurt are going to get on with their life and they're gonna be alright. Likewise, the hurt I took away from them's gonna be alright. There's cures for it.
Bit in the song about it taking more than one person to say what's fair really hit me where I needed it. I can do what it takes for me to be alright. It's good to remember that even if I don't feel like what's happened to me is fair, there's more to life than just how I feel. What I did to others wasn't fair. It breaks my brain because I felt like I was doing my best. Sometimes I feel like I'm completely fucking broken because things like community and seeing my place as part of something other than just myself- I can't quite wrap my mind around it.
Shit I'm just showing my ass about recent conflicts. It's a nice piece. It's real simple in what it's saying. Yet it draws a fuckload of introspection out. Almost feels hard to comment on what I'm seeing. The contradiction, and is it one entity? Is it two? Is it a conversation? Does this happen at once or does it come in shifts? One then the other? Two at the same time? It's hard, man. Saying like it's just one thing, this art, isn't gonna stick. I know I'll change my mind about it every time I put my claw down on what it is I'm seeing. Maybe it'll mean something else tomorrow. Maybe it's the rage to break out of wallowing. Maybe it's the sadness to temper the indignation. It's tragic, whatever it is.
Started confidently, the song. Became messy. Then ends up sad. Feels like a good cycle. Yeah we grieve, we get our healing, and then we march headlong into new cycles until a mess trips us up and we're just catching ourselves for the next.
What I really dig about this piece is how hard it is for even the eyes to settle. Every time I do, the negatives and colored distortions of lines and shadows keeps making my eyes uncomfortable or compelled to wander. There's really no resting place in this piece. Everything feels a bit too close for comfort, and it's either comforting under there, or like it's pushing right out toward the viewer.
Your art is so cool. Stepping back out from the mess of feeling on the canvas it's cool to see you creating. It's cool how you find a way of communicating feelings- or just catch the fucking buckwild inferences off weirdos in the audience, like me. To point and go "fuck that's me, damnit dude" and keep going on. I'm gonna remember this one for a long while. Good marker for time. That's one thing that I dig the most about your work. It's unforgettable, 100%.
I'll tell you what I get outta it.
Recently I did a whole lot of baring fangs. Been awful on purpose. From the start of the year just been absolutely a depressed mess. Trying to find the right poison for me to fix what's been going on in my head. Instead of what I took in, it was definitely what I put out to finally change my life.
I'm clever and stupid. I'm selfish and concerned with others. Yeah, we're all made up of these contradictions. Comes out in the song, and comes out in this piece. Story of opposites, right. Things were good, things went bad, and it'll be okay. The people I hurt are going to get on with their life and they're gonna be alright. Likewise, the hurt I took away from them's gonna be alright. There's cures for it.
Bit in the song about it taking more than one person to say what's fair really hit me where I needed it. I can do what it takes for me to be alright. It's good to remember that even if I don't feel like what's happened to me is fair, there's more to life than just how I feel. What I did to others wasn't fair. It breaks my brain because I felt like I was doing my best. Sometimes I feel like I'm completely fucking broken because things like community and seeing my place as part of something other than just myself- I can't quite wrap my mind around it.
Shit I'm just showing my ass about recent conflicts. It's a nice piece. It's real simple in what it's saying. Yet it draws a fuckload of introspection out. Almost feels hard to comment on what I'm seeing. The contradiction, and is it one entity? Is it two? Is it a conversation? Does this happen at once or does it come in shifts? One then the other? Two at the same time? It's hard, man. Saying like it's just one thing, this art, isn't gonna stick. I know I'll change my mind about it every time I put my claw down on what it is I'm seeing. Maybe it'll mean something else tomorrow. Maybe it's the rage to break out of wallowing. Maybe it's the sadness to temper the indignation. It's tragic, whatever it is.
Started confidently, the song. Became messy. Then ends up sad. Feels like a good cycle. Yeah we grieve, we get our healing, and then we march headlong into new cycles until a mess trips us up and we're just catching ourselves for the next.
What I really dig about this piece is how hard it is for even the eyes to settle. Every time I do, the negatives and colored distortions of lines and shadows keeps making my eyes uncomfortable or compelled to wander. There's really no resting place in this piece. Everything feels a bit too close for comfort, and it's either comforting under there, or like it's pushing right out toward the viewer.
Your art is so cool. Stepping back out from the mess of feeling on the canvas it's cool to see you creating. It's cool how you find a way of communicating feelings- or just catch the fucking buckwild inferences off weirdos in the audience, like me. To point and go "fuck that's me, damnit dude" and keep going on. I'm gonna remember this one for a long while. Good marker for time. That's one thing that I dig the most about your work. It's unforgettable, 100%.
As someone who has felt the strong, stupid, uneeded urge to lash out at others and then feels devastated at my own actions.. It makes me want to just completely remove myself from everything.
But this artwork allows me feel a bit better, like I can keep trying and improving myself so that others around me can feel better, too.
Thanks for sharing your art. 💖
But this artwork allows me feel a bit better, like I can keep trying and improving myself so that others around me can feel better, too.
Thanks for sharing your art. 💖
I know it's been a while, but I just now saw this comment and wanted to thank you for leaving it. It touches me, to know you understand exactly what this picture is about, and that you were able to connect with it in that way.
Wishing you the best of luck on your journey. I hope things will continue to improve for you. <3
Wishing you the best of luck on your journey. I hope things will continue to improve for you. <3
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