Burning Man

'burning in my skin; these words they will not heal...'                                         ~ Chester Bennington. “We know only what we realize we know. All the rest is reactionary influence.” ~ rlb

I've taken license with Chester Bennington’s lyrics (‘words’ from ‘wounds’) as to his writing to heal. Expressive therapy it was referred.

And I’ll ask, who among us hasn't felt some kind of this way? Divided with emotion, wishing to lash out and rupture or drop low into a baring body to wail the onslaught of the world surrounding.

Some times there is an inability to calm the chaotic intrusion, or belay the invasive furry toward one’s self, or perhaps another.

And from this there is little solace when the cries of overwhelming pressure build into such a dislocated confusion that all things become striking blows; pulled and shoved in so many invasive directions at once.

'Who we are' becomes a very pressing ideal. And often we experience this multitude of emotion in the same instant.

This work, depicting our internal cryings; expresses some of those thoughts and ideas layering upon us in moments of great unsteadiness.