Collage Painting - The Unraveling Heart (Illustration Friday - Quiet)

Like a vessel, I was an accumulator of experiences
not knowing of limitations, I thought I was immortal and an eternity

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But when I was full, realizing that i could not hold onto

an infinity of knowing and being -

my vessel broke.

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I was left watching helplessly as experiences passed through me

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I turned around and watched my future fall into the past

Time moving away, so far, so fast, past memory and consciousness

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All that I could be, would be and/or became

unraveling into the distance

My entire life, every thought and action scribbling itself into the past

I was unraveling

Like a rolled up ball of twine unwinding

I was nothing more than an unravelling knot

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Suddenly, it became clear

All crooked confused paths became a straight line

All purpose, fears, hopes, dreams, destinies - a clear dot

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I finally understand what it means

when the heart's knot unravels.

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This is another painting ... as i thought deeper on the topic of quiet, this came up.

I have been painting on wider surfaces. Unfortunately this means I am unable to scan my painting/collage!!! I took this picture with my camera. It isn't too bad. I was going to paint her face with features but decided not to......... what do you think? Should she have a face? :o)

love

Sulea