458 Stay.
18x24 inches :: original acrylic painting with pencil on stretched canvas
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This is one of the two demo paintings I made while teaching a private lesson in the studio today.
STAY (Jenny Doh)
Stay, she said.
Don't go.
Everybody goes.
Why don't you not go?
Stay.
469 Shoot
6x6 inches :: original oil painting on gessobord
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I referenced a photo by @narcissusholmes for this work. Love how the position of the glasses breaks up the face so interestingly. Here's a little poem I penned about the disappointments we manage, real and imagined:
SHOOT
He said he'd come.
To paint.
To rosé.To shoot.
To walk the pups.
But he never came.
So I roséd, painted,
and I didn't walk the pups.
Shoot.
He never came.
Trio of Poetic Art Dolls
Je Suis: 14 inches tall :: SOLD
Jack Kerouac: 7 inches tall :: SOLD
Ralph Waldo Emerson: 10 inches tall :: SOLD
Free motion stitched and water colored onto 100 percent cotton drill fabric. More to come.
Say something, I'm giving up on you.
I'll be the one, if you want me to.
Anywhere I would've followed you.
Say something, I'm giving up on you.
And I am feeling so small.
It was over my head
I know nothing at all.
And I will stumble and fall.
I'm still learning to love
Just starting to crawl.
Say something, I'm giving up on you.
I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you.
Anywhere I would've followed you.
Say something, I'm giving up on you.
And I will swallow my pride.
You're the one that I love
And I'm saying goodbye.
Say something, I'm giving up on you.
And I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you.
And anywhere I would've followed you. Oh-oh-oh-oh
Say something, I'm giving up on you.
Say something, I'm giving up on you.
Say something...
(Say Something by A Great Big World)
진미 became Jenny
서울 became Seoul
as she swallowed the past whole.
left-handed became right-handed
faith became formula
as she swallowed the past whole
mother became stranger
brother became ashes
as the whole past swelled deep inside her
the past became present
as light moved from left and right
and the past could no longer remain whole
The Boat.
Deadicated to Jinil
The boat.
My brother who must have felt he was sinking.
The boat.
My memory of him that I fight to hold onto.
The boat. The plane. The boat. The plane.
The vessel that our family boarded together.
The boat.
The vessel that our family boarded to carry him back.
Brilliant and tortured brother of mine.
The boat.
That didn't know.
That we still had time.
Falling Slowly
by Glen Hansard & Marketa Irglova
I don't know you but I want you all the more for that
Words fall through me and always fool me and I can't react
And games that never amount to more than they're meant
Will play themselves out
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly eyes that know me and I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me and I'm painted black
You have suffered enough and warred with yourself
It's time that you won
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had the choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along
You will hear thunder and remember me and think: she wanted storms
The rim of the sky will be the color of hard crimson
And your heart as it was then
will be on fire.
ANNA AKHMATOVA
Falling Slowly
by Kris Allen
I don't know you but I want you all the more for that
Words fall through me and always fool me and I can't react
And games that never amount to more than they're meant
Will play themselves out
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly eyes that know me and I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me and I'm painted black
You have suffered enough and warred with yourself
It's time that you won
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had the choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along
I have no Life but this -
To lead it here -
Nor any Death - but lest
Dispelled from there -
Nor tie to Earths to come -
Not Action new -
Except through this extent -
The Realm of you -
{Emily Dickinson}
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