I drag out my colours, many hues to create a show, A popularity contest? Or a forceful appearance? How will the audience react? Perhaps I already know. I begin to create, build the underpainting, of the basics of that face, that wide-eyed, mildly shocked expression that shows she’s realised something, or that some fact has her strangely amazed. Painstakingly – no! Haphazardly yes! Do I slap on her colours, her pigments, she’s really shaping up to be a beautiful one, you see, tinges of hot then cool colours; convergence. Borne of chaos, borne of haste, her hues shimmer, her tones scintillate, they really create that visual realm where we are taken on a journey – her journey – but where did she travel? No one knows but me. Because as I look in the mirror to reference the painterly revelation of my personality, its travel, my development here upon this Earth, I smile to myself, for the chaos has settled, inner beauty and outward wonder in my life have appeared, they have shown their faces at last. Now the shades begin to seamlessly blend, coagulation of tints, colours melt, warming trends, the appreciation in this character’s eyes for her world is plain for all to see. Relaxed shoulders and posture, thankful, ever grateful, for the ability of self-development and the ability to finally feel so free. From a frenzied presence to a gracious, determined being, for life’s progression and lessons I thank my lucky stars, I adore how life has allowed much growth so far, and my eyes, those painterly eyes, are staring right back at me, no longer hollow or aching, widened or shocked but knowing, understanding what’s beyond for her and myself, in the future, in our Afar, our qualities, our realities, our emotional experiences, this is the priceless wealth of the land of In-between, melded, we finally are. © 2020 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved. Photo: myself Soundcloud background music: Music: Memory - AShamaluevMusic. Music Link: https://youtu.be/5D3JTidH59g
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