This is a recent painting. A few months anyway. I painted her for the form of "freedom". She is painted on cardboard and called "prancing". Painted on cardboard for I could not afford the luxury of canvas, yet the "freedom of speech " was to be painted upon....It seems there is no "freedom of speech." Even in this new "blog world". The bloger, itself, is in control. Who do I allow to express? If it does not agree with what we agree, then, no, we will not accept. Sigh. It totally saddens me that oneself cannot express itself/himself/herself. There is always someone controlling. In my youthful world, one was always open to express. Now, in this "new world", there tends to be someone, something controlling. When will there ever be a day when one can truly be themselves?
8/17/08: I was re-reading this post and one of the things which stood out was: "in my youthful world, one was always open to express". Thinking about that, recalling that, yes, I could and would express, but, sometimes the "bite" I received after expressing was not very pleasant. There was "someone" shaping my thoughts/expressions. I wanted to leave comments open here, but, realizing that the comments being made, were in actuality, only hurting the commenter, I deleted. If a person does not yet "know themselves", shaping will take place.
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