"The Trapeze Artist"(poem) is an autobiographical record of the chaos and struggle I face in my relatively new journey in art. It shows how I found temporal peace by poking fun at myself and seeing how ridiculous my whole obsession with pursuit (in this case, to become an "artist") can be sometimes. Of course, no one heeds her own instincts and I relentlessly went on to make "The Trapeze Artist #1 - #18"(Water-soluble color crayons and pencils on paper, eighteen 4" x 6" matted drawings in wood frames). These drawings were done in two sittings, one by the Charles River in Boston, MA and the other at a Sculpture Garden in Washington, DC. Both were times when I was truly content with my state of being. When I assembled this series though, I felt a certain pang of sadness. I saw how fragmented the different parts of me were, and the reason why I would often feel unrest, or trapped, even. It is because I am always caught -- in mid-air. |