Candle

I’m kinda broken about fascism. The tiny town I live in is indifferent, most folks thinking the big cities deserve what’s happening to them; most folks here are just ignorant. So, there’s not a lot of community within walking distance to be in community with over issues like this.

Ironically, if the supply chains all come crashing down tomorrow, I feel more secure with these people than half the leftists I’ve known.

But I couldn’t be at a vigil last night, I didn’t have a place to put that sadness and heartbreak and anger and fear, so I painted instead.

acrylic on paper - a blue candle, filled with textures and shades of blue, ranging from payne's gray to cobalt, with hints of grey and white and silver. it's outlined with copper. The candle body has vague echoes about it, as though it's a long exposure photo where the object has been moved. highlights of copper outline the picture, and the silverwhite flame burns brightly.

Getting somewhat better at gel plates – I think I need to reevaluate the paper I’m using. My mixed media sketchbook might not be the best option here.