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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Masks

20" x 16" Acrylic on canvas with Ink

I started this painting with a brush. I finished it with my fingers. Yea, I painted it directly with paint applied to my fingers. It felt so good.




Date: 3/9/2005
From: Dan

"I'm not going to reveal behind the mask, because if I did, the magic would be gone. There's nothing hidden or wrong (well no more so than your average masked voice) behind it....it is a tool that works. At least so far. Perhaps it would help if you view it as a work of art....I'm performing something for an audience of one. That's a very intimate sort of audience (I'm much more comfortable singing for hundreds of people than for one.)....and the mask of the email is just the medium I need to do it. I'm not afraid to take it off...that's not it...it is in play at this time, and taking it off is not part of the play. Oh, I could say that I was, and I could even fool myself (almost) into believing that I had. The play could even fascinate like Chinese boxes, taking off one mask only to reveal another one beneath the first, and another, and another. I have worked with these types of images and I'm handy with them.

The play has a purpose....it is designed with a purpose. You've often wondered how it seems to connect with the scriptures that you pick. Well it is because the design and the purpose work together. As long as they do, the play works too.

I'm not sure if this is understandable. Some things cannot be explained without destroying or dissecting them. "But hope that is not seen is faith; for what a man sees, why does he yet hope for it? The substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen, is faith. And our Lord is a consuming fire.""

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