…of my friend Carlos I decided to post a few images before he beats me with a stick.
Everyday brings something anew into my field of vision, this city doesn’t have an end to its continual excitement. I ponder and fear the thought when it becomes time for me to wake up…
“La Casa Rosa” - for my mother…one day.
window detail of Church @ Colonia Guell- by Antoni Gaudi
A Sense of Place
What does it mean to harbor a sort of emotion that invigorates our inner being to assume a location as our own. Possibly a certain energy, an excruciated account, and/or the wondering soul factor into this condition.
For myself, I am always in awe of a venture to a new exciting location very similar yet worlds apart from what is familiar. But in very rare cases do I ever feel as if a city is the next connector that fits smoothly into my array of puzzle pieces. Barcelona is quite that oddity. It has this endless amount of energy that I have yet to even begin to comprehend, all I know it’s something that’s intoxicating. Things are anew…
…A sense of place. A sense of direction. A sense of serenity. (all amidst the chaos)
as i sit and reflect upon what this year has created within me, i realize that i become crazier and crazier everyday and it only intensifies as i continue to press forward in life.
this composition is number 6 in a series of tent drawings that i did in the fall of ‘09 for my contemporary queer cultures seminar class. the tent city is a metaphor to the coming out process and i guess any life experience for that matter. its the idea that the central tent is a representation of US as an individual yet the entrance is blocked by our fears. the surrounding structures are fluid within the piece as a way our relationships with others make our lives flow into beautiful rivers of peace and prosperity. each tent is unique and valuable in its own right only to enhance our personal city scape.
you may be asking…why tents and not physical buildings? the phrase “friends come and go but family is forever” comes to mind. despite coming from a very accepting home i would like to change the ‘family’ in the quote to ‘individual strength’. its estimated that 40% of homeless youth in america identifies as glbt (gay lesbian bisexual transgender) and their lives are especially fragile. a tent can be strong if built correctly but a strong gust of wind can just blow it all over. and how is it that we gather personal power to rebuild? a tent isn’t permanent yet it provides adequate shelter for the appropriate time.
the series of drawings has been and will continue to develop to further promote awareness of the idea of individual perseverance. i find it a great honor when another person confides in my intuition and advice for their benefit. the best aid is through positive energy for positive energy yields positive energy. (yes that was said three times). now as i reflect back…my craziness does make sense at times.