As I have mentioned before, I'm going through a tough time and it inspired me to make 2 pieces, it seems making art can be healing. Or at last a way to express my feelings. My parents (mom and stepdad who maybe isn't my biological dad to me he is my dad!) are getting through a horrible and ugly devorce, with out getting into the details, they talk through the attorney and their financial person. My mom is in a shelter and left my dad with all the financial problems, they have to sell the house, neither one of them can pay the mortgage. I love them so much and it hurts me so much even though I'm an adult, my save haven is gone if you know what I meen. I'm the only one of their (step) kids (they don't have kids together) that has a good relationship with both of them, so I'm the person who they come to if they want to know something about the other and that was killing me, so I told them both that I cannot be stuck in the middle of their (financial) problems and that hurt them although they do understand. I feel so guilty, but I don't want things come so far that I have to choose between them. I'm fighting a depression and I have to choose for me and for my healing and this was not helping at all.
The colours stand for the hurt and pain and the love I feel for both of them (red and orange although you don't see the orange that good on the picture) The strings are all connected because I felt they both were pulling on me. I think you can imagine why they are black ;-)
This one represents the blackness that I felt pouring over them (and me), the colours I used stand for the favorite colours of my parents. The black is crackled because well.... they are cracking up in every sence of the word.
Have a great day and play!
Love Lydia
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