look at it. examine it upside down. inspect every inch. every smear. memorise the details. see through the canvas. feel the colours. interpret the brush strokes. acknoledge its passion. ponder the meaning. relate to it's depth. wander into it's story. find yourself as part of it. recollect your own memories. savour the moment. close your eyes for a second. do it all once more. then tell me you hate it. tell me you hate me. give me something real. i want to be real. i am sick of two-dimentions. this is simply paint. it's only paint. i'm sick of two-dimentions. this is simply for you. it's only for you. i'm sick of two-dimentions. this is simply my heart. it's only my heart. i'm sick of two-dimentions...
Monday, October 16
"The products of imagination are most often seen as deformations or distortions of the real - distortions conceived in the service of wish, and created through the sleights of mind as condensation, substitution, negation." Mary Watkins (Invisible Guests, The Development of Imaginal Dialogue, 1986)
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