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Love the words, love the colors, and wondering whether she is dead, or just so very very tired.
January 28, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterGranola-grrrl
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And there you have it...
Lovely, V.
January 28, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterKim Nelson
I vote for tired.
January 28, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterJack
My impression is sultry, on fire with a deep passion and desire.
January 28, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterShirl Grrrl
I think what I'm exploring here is the idea of emptying oneself for a cause or for a relationship. When does openness, honesty, sacrifice, and passion make us "bloom" into something full and perfect? When does it become excessive and consume us? Where do we draw the line between "not enough" and "too much"? This is largely a question of perception. How do we preserve our sense of balance when others are saying, "This isn't enough" or "This is too much"?
January 29, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterV-Grrrl
Oh my, that is something. You say so much with your art pieces, V. It's a great piece. That face, for one, is very compelling. The words are so few, but again say so much. This piece just has the viewer's mind going so many places with interpretations.

Shirley
January 29, 2010 | Unregistered Commentergfe--gluten free easily
Some of my favorite colors!
January 31, 2010 | Unregistered Commenterapathy lounge
The face is created using a rubber stamp. I find it compelling too. It's open to so many interpretations--death, sleep, ecstasy. It is peaceful and disturbing at the same time. The stamp is by Inkadinkadoo.
January 31, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterV-Grrrl
Beautiful. I love the colors, and the thoughts you shared in your first comment. Makes me think about what I expect from the people in my life, too.
January 31, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterChris
Beautiful.
January 31, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterSlow Panic
I totally get it ... we love, we give too much, we give not enough ... you know, I wonder if we are botching up the flow simply by worrying about it, trying to adjust ourselves to it, too. Like maybe if we could approach these things with complete innocence, just feel what we're going to feel and act on it (within reason, of course), what would happen? I think of Giselle in Disney's "Enchanted". She was so wide eyed and completely without compunction, that everything just sort of fell in around her.

Beautiful card ... just beautiful.

D~
February 1, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterDonna L. Faber
Donna,

I feel I always get this wrong.

I'm trying to make peace with that.
February 1, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterV-Grrrl
I feel ya ... you know, this happens a lot with new friends for me. Leslie and I have it synched up, I think. Although, when there's a lot of stress happening, things get wonky in the communication department even after 26 years. But friends ... hm. I'm very intuitive. When I meet someone that I feel I've known before (a whole other story, not appropriate for this string), I want to squeal and screech, and give them everything, and call them pet names, and blah blah blah. And it's inevitably overwhelming for the other party, even when I let it go just a little. And then, if I pull back, I wonder if I am doing enough. I just do the best I can with it, you know? It's all I can do. At the very least, if I'm true to my heart, and what I feel, then perhaps no matter what the outcome, I will have given it a good shot.

Wierdly, this is a theme of thought for me right now. Deep in thought.

D~
February 1, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterDonna L. Faber
Donna, I do the same thing with people I just find myself fond of, and I don't even think I met them in a past life. Then I sense that it's overwhelming and back off -- then they wonder what happened -- then I feel like crap for hurting their feelings....and on it goes.

V, this is my favorite piece so far. I love it. I think women do tend to give everything, and it's either the most beautiful quality or the most detrimental. It's rarely neutral.
February 2, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterJane

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