This morning I finished my first painting in my new collection of female archetypes, The Warrior. From start to finish, this painting changed drastically. Usually when I’m working on something it’s really difficult to know when to stop; it seems almost impossible to know when to call an artwork finished. For the first time, perhaps ever, I was certain.
While I didn’t quite know what was going to emerge from the canvas when I started, she is more than I could have hoped for. She is fierce and willful, beautifully bloodied after a victorious battle, and a force to be reckoned with.
I know I have felt her inside of me on rare occasions when I’ve been significantly wronged in some way. In real life, especially as rational adults, we learn to deal with these sorts of things in a healthy way, such as having a discussion, hitting a punching bag or running it off.
But wouldn’t it be nice if instead, for those who really deserve it, we could just beat the crap out of them and walk away? I know you are all thinking of someone in your head right now!
I was recently asked by someone why I started my collection with her, The Warrior. After giving it much thought, I believe that she is the part of us that is so often reluctant to come out. We can be afraid to be strong even when we know we need to be. And so I wanted to put her in the forefront of my work, as a reminder to all women that we have this unforgiving strength in us, and it is okay to use it from time to time.
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