Cause of a few things that has happened recently to me I decided to get a commission of me irl with my character Gilian, and how he is trying to save me from the storms that plague my heart.
With that said Going to give a special shout out to
pkingsora for the amazing picture and more. Thank you soooooo much.
Also try to pick out things in the picture that holds symbolic meanings to me.
With that said Going to give a special shout out to
pkingsora for the amazing picture and more. Thank you soooooo much.Also try to pick out things in the picture that holds symbolic meanings to me.
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A part of yourself is disintegrating in the storm of your inner conflicts. It's face is masked, you have no emotional connection with this part of yourself. You imagine him to be sad, crying, alone (the expression on the mask). When what he's really doing is running to meet you excited, eager, friendly, warm, and inviting (the body language of the masked figure). The figure is stuck, frozen in time by your refusal to consider something important, but something you already know the answer to at the core of your being, but won't acknowledge. You can tell it's there stuck, hidden, masked in the mud (as the figure is). The dead tree is something else entirely. Something you see as separate from the masked part of you, but you fail to see that it is not in any way separate. Your fursona's expression says as much. He's reaching out to tell you this, but he hesitates, and stops, because he knows that he is only a part of you that is only needed as long as he does not tell you what he was about to say. He holds a blue rose limply at his side to show something important is slipping away as time passes, as you said, it's a mystery what this important thing is. He's standing in a golden field of sunlight, a refuge from the storm (what your fursona has become). Wings for the feeling of weightlessness and happiness your fursona gives you. Intriguing, unique clothing for the wonderful people your fursona has introduced you to, and judging by your User Profile, Gilian has introduced you many intriguing, unique people on FurAffinity. Your fursona is standing a little bit higher than the disintegrating part of you, but not much. He's so close to being on the same level it's just a step forward. The masked part of you is also one step away from being on the same level. You both just need to take one more step...
I hope this made sense, and maybe resonated with you. This piece of art really resonated with me. I loved this picture since I first saw it and instantly knew everything meant something very important in this masterpiece. What I said was what came to my mind looking carefully and slowly over "Inner Depth". A very enjoyable piece for what one kind of art, in my opinion, should be. I can't think of a good single word for it, but "reflection of the soul" comes to mind. The two other kinds of art is passionate and violent. That's how I categorize art in my mind anyway. Let me know what you think...
I hope this made sense, and maybe resonated with you. This piece of art really resonated with me. I loved this picture since I first saw it and instantly knew everything meant something very important in this masterpiece. What I said was what came to my mind looking carefully and slowly over "Inner Depth". A very enjoyable piece for what one kind of art, in my opinion, should be. I can't think of a good single word for it, but "reflection of the soul" comes to mind. The two other kinds of art is passionate and violent. That's how I categorize art in my mind anyway. Let me know what you think...
*He whistles* I be damned. You are the closest one that got so much right. With this I can explain it all. As you said the part of me being disintegrated in the storm shows my inner conflict and that the pain I hold is to much to hold inside that its literally was tearing me apart. Yet the mask is not showing I have no emotional conflict but to act as a shield, to hide away that pain from others so they may not worry. Yet while the pain tears me apart inside, the tears can not be stopped, no matter how strong the mask is (in other words the smile I hide behind). The tree which normally stands for rebirth is wither and barren, showing that my attempts have been thwarted in keeping what I found close to me (relationships). While high above, the storm clouds (If you look carefully enough) hands are reaching down, acting like an ominous force that's coming down to drag me back to a place I detest the most. While you are correct on the part where there is a part of me that do not want to recognize that my attempts are for not, and that I want to cling to what I see in front of me, even if it was an illusion.
As for my fursona he is reaching out to tell me something, yet he isn't just hesitating, but does not know the words to say to save me from this pain. For him, even if he tried it would be for naught, for as you said he is a part of me, and the only part that has been able to help save me from previous sadness. And the only part of me who knows the "mysteries" I hold deep inside. Which is what the blue rose stands for. The rose stands for mysteries and only he knows of the ones I hold. Where he stands is my refuge, one he wants to bring me to, and one I want to go but can not make it there. The clothing is nothing more than my fursona in his true clothing which he wears as a Deity of the Winds. Its to show formality, and the serious of the situation, something he never does, for he rarely takes anything truly serious. And finally you are correct. The two of us need to take a step forward if we wish to become one, which is a goal we both wish for.
So I will say this. You did a perfect job at deciphering this piece. And thank you for doing such.
As for my fursona he is reaching out to tell me something, yet he isn't just hesitating, but does not know the words to say to save me from this pain. For him, even if he tried it would be for naught, for as you said he is a part of me, and the only part that has been able to help save me from previous sadness. And the only part of me who knows the "mysteries" I hold deep inside. Which is what the blue rose stands for. The rose stands for mysteries and only he knows of the ones I hold. Where he stands is my refuge, one he wants to bring me to, and one I want to go but can not make it there. The clothing is nothing more than my fursona in his true clothing which he wears as a Deity of the Winds. Its to show formality, and the serious of the situation, something he never does, for he rarely takes anything truly serious. And finally you are correct. The two of us need to take a step forward if we wish to become one, which is a goal we both wish for.
So I will say this. You did a perfect job at deciphering this piece. And thank you for doing such.
You're very welcome. I enjoyed it! I'm glad I was so close.
Your response brings more to my mind: I see, the mask embodies the pain, pain as great as the expression on the mask. Pain that you avoid by putting on a smile (the smile on the mask), or you avoid by not stepping forward, and in hindsight you wouldn't want to avoid, but looks like unbearable pain before you take that step. I think your fursona hesitates because he knows what he wants to say will cause you pain? Another thing is, both the masked part of you and your fursona are both reaching out in same way, like a mirror. Either the masked figure or your fursona needs to 'bend', needs to turn their hand so the other one is even able take hold of it.
Your response brings more to my mind: I see, the mask embodies the pain, pain as great as the expression on the mask. Pain that you avoid by putting on a smile (the smile on the mask), or you avoid by not stepping forward, and in hindsight you wouldn't want to avoid, but looks like unbearable pain before you take that step. I think your fursona hesitates because he knows what he wants to say will cause you pain? Another thing is, both the masked part of you and your fursona are both reaching out in same way, like a mirror. Either the masked figure or your fursona needs to 'bend', needs to turn their hand so the other one is even able take hold of it.
The mask does embodies the pain, but the mask is there to hide it from others. Tis what it is. A mask not for myself but for those who see me. I know what is going on, which is why I am no mystery to myself, and so does Gilian which is why he holds the rose. And my fursona hesitate cause he does not know what to say. For he has not see me go through as much pain as I did then. So as such he reaches out, silently, trying to pull me to his grasp and out of the storm. Yet finds it harder to do. But once more, its like a mirror. It is not one side needs to do something, its both. I need to move forth while Gilian must as well. If there is no half way point, then it is all for naught.
Once more I thank you. So far you are the only one that has put so much thought into this piece. And one who truly appreciate its beauty. Thank you
Once more I thank you. So far you are the only one that has put so much thought into this piece. And one who truly appreciate its beauty. Thank you
The gap between two worlds becomes ever so thin in the time of need. I read the little analysis given by some comments and I don't think I can add any more to it but say that this piece is phenomenal. The implications and descriptions delivered by the eloquent illustration provides much to be inquired. I'm so very attracted to pieces like this one because it shows the emotional bond one has with the characters they create. The subtle nuances you had pointed out in replies to other comments did not even occur to me until you had mentioned them and that, I feel, is something that artists who are very integrated with, and dedicated to their work can accomplish. My respect for you rose astronomically. (Not that it wasn't high already :3).
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