As a kid with creative imagination, I often had daydreams, off to places I wasn't privileged to go to in reality. I would look at the most beautiful drawings and imagine myself into those colorful worlds, they got so vivid I sometimes felt I could somehow reach out and run my fingers through the surface of the lake of my imagination or feel the chill of the woody night on my skin. As I grew up and my imagination seemed to mature alongside me, I found that the musings of my childhood stayed with me to be triggered sometimes by a word, smell, thought, view, or action, bringing with it a feeling of something I could lean forward to grasp but still in a way, unattainable.
This work draws out those childhood memories and makes me sift through them with a clarity that the maturity and years of growing up have previously denied me.
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It took several weeks of hair pulling and teeth gnashing to get this done lol, I almost gave up at one point but by then I was at a stage where it would've been a complete waste of time to abandon it. It is definitely one of the reasons it took longer to complete but I finally finished it today and though the outcome wasn't was I was going for, (my works never come out the way I intend initially) it's still a lot better than my worst fears.