I shouldn’t be here; invading his inner sanctuary.
I am surprised by the number of pictures he’s drawn of my face; bothered by the images he has created.
Me as ingénue; priestess; madwoman.
The miscellanea: skulls and slinking, apex hunters; surreal gatherings and groupings.
More disturbing are the bifurcated/fractured-center-line paintings of his own face.
Dark hair; indefinable, unreadable eyes; scar from night of his break-down/that jagged line of my self-defense.
Dare I read his journals; scan his sketch-books? See deeper into the darkness beneath the skin.
Then the creak of the stairs, the scuttle of the turning knob, the shaft of his shadow falling across me and his work.
I freeze; gasp for air; sense my destiny.
Turn to face . . . .
Stream of consciousness for mlmm photo challenge 232
image: Natalie Ruka
Lorraine's frilly freudian slip 
October 4, 2018 at 1:30 pm
studios can and often are “sacred” …. I’ve worked in many, and even when “opened” to the public or others, more familiar, most artists often become slightly “testy” and protective – it’s a womb of sorts, really – and if one is able, whether one calls oneself “artist” or not, to carve out a personal space, as Wolfe noted, “a room of one’s own” – then it kind of feels like an invasion, an interference into a womb …
great SoCs here – I like the way you’ve built the tension and played with the idea of splits/fractures etc.
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October 12, 2018 at 6:46 am
Thanks, Pat. Having never had a “studio” — at best a table to work on that doesn’t serve another purpose, I think I understand the concept of studio — especially as presented by you and your experiences. I always think of them as private places, attic garrets or factory lofts. Kinda 19th century.
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October 12, 2018 at 8:38 pm
loft spaces can be totally cool – especially if the lighting is “right” … lighting is everything *sigh* …
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