Excuse my randomness – I’m rebuilding.
A few days ago, in my weekly spin class (don’t judge), I had this vision of two lovers in a boat, a silent and beautiful embrace as they drifted toward the waterfall.
I thought I would sketch, then go for a digital painting – I promised myself I would post on Sunday with my progress. I need structure and accountability in my life — lucky for me, it’s been arriving in droves lately.
I’m working in photoshop and illustrator, bringing this thing to life — I can only show the sketch this morning — so we post away.
This image is open for interpretation – Ironically, I don’t see it as death – I see it as being strapped in for the ride – once you go over the waterfall of love – you have no control of how it goes – where you hit – hard crashing destruction – or a cool refreshing wash of a tropical lagoon.
You give yourself away – and you find so much more — is it worth it? If it isn’t – then what is?
We also had an awesome full moon last night – And it is Easter – Happy Easter all! Spring, hope and all the rest.
Notes: I’m writing this as someone who is reflecting on the past – like if you go to Paris then you come home and write about Paris — I could not and would not do this post if I was walking down the Champs-Elysées —— maybe eating a fresh croissant and wishing I paid more attention in French 3 back in 11th grade.
We’ll always have Paris.
Acclamations de la grotte!
2 thoughts on “Moonstruck”
Great analogy, of course you can’t go to Paris without visiting Jim Morrison’s grave.
I hear Paris is glorious in the spring! Much love