January 25, 2010
Place to Escape
A place she can escape. Her one sanctuary where she can forget the havoc that is happening around her and focus; focus on what her mind actually sees or wants to see. She enters a glowing atmosphere shaded with shapes shadowing down below of leaves and squares. Soft angles defuse the light from above with an array of colors highlighting an area where light escapes through varies squares of uniqueness. She loosens lightly tied twine lowering down a beautiful ornate fabric--she remembers finding it under a pile of rubble covered in dust. Now, she’s alone. She sits on a crate and pulls out some paper that she’d torn from a phone book. The pages had been soaked by the rain and the ink was smudged making an acceptable surface to sketch on. A corner wall formed entirely of squares, some covered in colorful yarn and others hold objects she found that held her interest, makes the perfect place to focus. She starts to sketch…..