Trauma Residue
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Charcoal, pastel & original poetry on 18 x 24″ 140lb watercolor paper – Available at my art exhibition Trauma Residue
Art Print – Available at Trauma Residue
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The writing piece reads, “When it was done with me, it left a residue. There was a film, a crust I could touch. Trauma soured this moment, an emptiness to clutch. There’s another world that I wasn’t invited to. It’s within every decision I’ll never make. It’s without empathy, beneath the membrane mildew. The shape I’ve bent with the will of my thoughts. It wants to touch me, it devours my healing. This shape is a square, colors deceiving. Can a silhouette be dialated? Flicking the string of abusive moments, pulling at my being. Malice mutated. I reflect your emotions, welted and distorted. Staring at a second and third face that will soon be aborted. Within a temple, shaped like you. Your home, filthy and true. There was something you left behind here, trauma residue. Inhale a forgotten memory.”
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