Sunday, January 18, 2009

because i've been showing off everyone else's art this week

i decided to post some of my own art. these images aren't the best, i just took pictures of them because many are too large to scan.

i would love some feedback...but in a specific way. i'm going to number each one. please leave a comment and tell me one word to describe the feeling/emotion you get when looking at that piece. if you only want to mention one, or two, whichever ones really strike you, that's great. the whole point to my art is to evoke emotion, and to portray the emotions i feel at the time i am producing the art.

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so...one word. how does it make you feel?

7 comments:

A Friendly Reader Only said...

I wrote down immediately what came to my mind. I enjoyed doing this also - thanks for the fun.
1-Influences
2-Sorrow
3-Lashing Out
4-Hunger
5-Hopeless
6-Decisions
7-Finished
8-Sending out
9-Past Haunts
10-Dance

Enola said...

These are the words/thoughts that came to mind.

1. scared
2. Sad
3. In control
4. Vulnerable
5. Horrified
6. Confused
7. Peace
8. Seeking
9. Questioning
10. Light spirited

Mother of the Wild Boys said...

My words can't do honor to your artwork...but here they are:
1-unsuspecting
2-disappointment
3-defense
4-two worlds
5-rescue
6-swirl
7- release
8-goodbye
9-wary
10-dance

Bev said...

3 remeinds me of a poem i wrote in college. I will look for it and post it. It is prety depressing but it goes with that picture

Marj aka Thriver said...

Whoa. 3, 5, & 6 really got to me. Especially #5. I have to be somewhere soon so I don't think I can get into the emotions of that one right now, but...whoa!

Thanks for having the courage to express emotions/evoke emotions through your art and share with us.

JAG said...

Why do you not have your own gallery??

Bev said...

Hey I found that demented poem I told you #3 reminded me of!
it's kind of shocking beware


In the reflection of a knife
I see the pieces of my life
To hide all the crud
I could cover the images with blood
The hate and pain
that won't wash away in the rain
the sorrow and fears
don't drown in any number of tears
could all be covered with red
everything would be dead