 Online nowEzreader- Annelise is a 37 year old woman in a relationship from Reading Between The Lines, California, USA.
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Altruism Wears Prada: Bookish Fashionista, Existentially-Inclined Aesthete, Rule-Breaking Empath: a lover of the arts, literature, and smart humor...an explorer of the nature of human consciousness...of psychology, philosophy, and sociology...a lot kooky and a little crazy (or possibly the other way around)...a devoted practitioner of yoga, vegetarianism, and shoe aquisition...
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Unless otherwise attributed, all original written word by © Annelise 2007, 2008
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I want to crawl into the raging sea, and drown in its depths so that I can breathe...~A

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Sandra Flood "Again" (What Comes ~A): Ah, lovely. It is a rare and wondrous thing when one can find a current day painter who incorporates the traditional values of art and is genuinely painterly. I am not implying that one must be a carbon copier of the masters to produce viable art; I am suggesting that the greatest works of the masters are great for a reason. Flood understands: composition, balance and tension, application of medium, color sense, purposeful use of positive and negative space, and the indefinable element that equates to more than triviality. And of course, for me, there the emotion that is the essential part of what attracts me to a painting. Flood is an introspective studier of human experience. It is as though she is writing a character driven novel with her paintbrush. I love the exact spot where which the figure resides on the canvas. Of course it is common knowledge that a key element to composition is an off-center point of focus. The woman here is placed just one space beyond "that" place, and this adds to the compositional and psychological tension of the painting. The overwhelming blue of this work, almost monochromatic, serves a purpose as well. Psychologically the blue dominates as mood, and compositionally, the predominance of it becomes a backdrop and allows the woman to completely impact and interact with the viewer. Then, there is the red sash tied around her middle. This makes the whole painting work. It is essential to the color composition. Red is a tremendously powerful color full of the symbolic implications. (continued)

Her skin tone is magnificent and agitating. And look at the application of paint. So in the moment. The sparseness of background allows for no distraction of other elements. This work is all about her. There is so much in the gesture of her body. Body gesture is one of my favorite things in a work of art. It speaks of the character's state of being. It can be so powerful. Here, there are both straightforward and conflicting emotions in her gesture, and again, more tension. And then there is her face. The expression on her brow is guiding the voice of the rest of her face. There are her averted eyes, and her pouted lips; but it is the furrow of the brow speaks most loudly of her discontent. What are you looking at or looking away from? Or whom? It is a someone from your before, a someone who haunts you? A someone form your present? Your future? You, alone in a room of blue isolation, with only a reflection of light, not the real thing. Do the walls contain you or close in on you? Keep holding onto yourself. You are all that you have. Tie your red ribbon tighter and maybe the pretty will stop the pain.
Memo To Her
~Annelise 2008
You keep looking behind you to see
What you've lost
So much that what you haven't
Slips away and away
You've made a science of it
But at what cost
Because you've paid the price once
For your unforgivable treason
Why do you keep paying
For the same crime
Time after time
Look in front of you
Can't you see what might be or
Are you so afraid of choice that you will never be free
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