Translucent Youth – 14X18 Acrylic on Canvas $150

A daughter…a sister… I can’t recall. I do remember what she said to me though, that she felt as if she didn’t really exist. An intuitive perspective from one, seemingly so young.

She said nothing was real and that belief in some higher purpose was a construct of humanity to cope with the next adventure. I wished I had better words to respond to her, other than… “I understand” because truthfully, I didn’t.

At some point in the chaos of existence, I decided it wasn’t worth trying to comprehend much more than the very moment in time that you exist in presently. To simply feel abstract concepts such as love, life, and misery. Digging too deep was what got me into a hole I couldn’t get out of in the first place. Now I only observe.

She seemed transparent to me, yet there was something to build on and I truly hoped she could eventually see the lines of her own creation, the cool and soft tones in the distance, and the warmth she brought directly to anyone who happened to peer her way.