Compositions

The Language Series

Learning the language of my mind.

As I delved into painting more, I realized that I wasn't understanding why I was making the color choices or marks I was. I rarely had a theme and just finished a piece when it felt "right". I would see a color and instantly and powerfully I would think of my mom's curry. A couple of strokes would conjur up an image of a road from somewhere I had traveled and so on. This all seemed to be more than me just dumping my memories on a canvas and then I slowly started to see the story. It seems irriational to think of my mind as a seperate entity but it makes it a bit easier for me to understand what's going on. I feel like I had been given the slightly wrong tools to exacavate my thoughts.

Often I paint with little direction and despite my smaller canvases, the emotions are huge. These paintings may take days for me to process and understand what I've interpreted onto the canvas. I have processed though and healed in some ways. I know it's a long journey and I'm glad that I have a better grasp and how to navigate it.

Please bear with me as I learn the language of my mind.