acrylic/canvas
5ft. X 3ft.
This was produced on a colabrative effort...
I requested info on a story from a fellow blogger ........
Screaming Whispers
Eva ODell Screaming Whispers
This is from her page of Eva's blog:I remember him. My father. My blood. The stain in my veins that runs with the shape of my lips and the tone of my skin. He was lovely, in memory. He was human. More human than I was when he left. And he took a piece of me with his death.
I saw the buds of the flowers peel under summer rays. And like a deaf winter I felt it. Each rip, each twist, each petal revealing, to wither and fall.
I remember it clearly. The gun in my face. The way you told me you loved me. The way you told me I wasn't worth loving. I sliced my wrists to feel the pain, pain you could not use to control me. Pain I used to control myself. Last time I saw you, you raped me. With your body you took a piece of me. A piece I will never get back.
I felt the rain of spring run over my skin. It washed me clean of your sweat. Or, if nothing else. It washed me clean of the penetration.
I told the man the truth. He knows more than you do. He knows more than anyone else. He knows the things I did, he knows I did it on purpose. He did not judge me for it. He knows I sought sex to cure myself. He told me I was depressed. He told me I was enraged. He told me I was a puzzle of holes. He told me I was beautiful. He told me he would forever be a piece of me. And then he left.
I let the ice of winter rush violently through my soul. Leaving only traces of snow drenched visions, frozen in time.
"What are you searching for?" You ask me.
I seek the missing pieces. And the flavor of life, for in which, they are contained.
~Eva
Written by Eva at 11:40 AM
Labels: memory, purpose
The story was somewhat overwhelming, One that gave me pause, as to whether I wanted to proceed with what we called "The Project"
But after assurances from her, and the honesty and bluntness of the story, I figured if she has gone through these things, The least I can do is extract my take on it, and produce something that will give validation to the circumstances that helped create this painting.
Here ya go Eva.
19 comments:
everything .
every single thing .
i am fascinated .
I'm speechless, really. beautiful work, thank you.
Wow...I know Eva too. This is really good.
Love the painting. Eva is a force of nature and her writing is all inspiring. Her writing is as much a work of art as your painting, which is beautiful.
Hello Jb !
This painting is so good , congratulations!
I`m so impressed !
LIV
Wow! overwhelming it is. Such painful beauty in those intense, honest words. And your painting is overhwelming as well JB. Fascinating, strong, beautiful colours, very moving, very good! I also love your way of painting, the colors you choose, the strokes, shadows....
Sweet greetz!
caio....
thanks, you are a motivator, and a gifted painter!
eva,
I am was also speechless when I pulled out your story, so were even
all the best
gavin,
thanks so much, I think you also know the story, I just tried to do it justice
kimberly,
she is!
thanks tried to disturb
the viewer as much as the reader
liv,
always good to hear your comments
coming from you it an honor
momo,
yeah it is a little overwhelming...
like I said, I tried to do the whole story some justice,
by the way, your no slouch yourself
thanks everyone apperciate your comments,I would like to give a big shout out to Eva.
she had the courage to put it all out there, and let me pick her apart.
check out her page its good words to be sure
jb
jb
intense and really beautiful.
thank you laura...
it always means alot to get the feed-back, that we all need when doing these things
thanks
jb
Interesting work and symbols...
thanks liz.blog
you have to know, I apperciate the comments coming from the heavy-hitter section
jb
very intense, beautifull
thanks
vienna...
hope you read the story attached it is pretty intense, I tried to match that intensity
jb
the art, captivating...the story, sombering. both rich with emotion and (validation)? I am engrossed in both.
thank you Kay....
yeah it's a bit intense, validation in terms of stirring through the parts of the story that I wanted to explore, I did not ask pointed details, I felt it was too personal and I wanted to respect her privacy
jb
Powerful painting, powerful verse. Thank you for sharing them.
thanks eva...
I tried to make the painting mirror the story. for better or worse
jb
Wow,JB you nailed it with the strength of choosing those colours,everything! Beautiful!
aleks......
Thanks, you need to read the story that is with the painting, I think the colors choose me on this one.
thanks
jbk
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