  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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Sandra Flood "Allison" (Facing That ~A): Here again Flood represents her subject as a singular being, alone in a room. First I will speak to the phenomenal sense of composition Flood has. I love the sparse background, the simplicity of color, and the strong shapes, both positive and negative, in this painting. These things allow the woman to be the point of focus. There is no excess that would lead to distraction. Two of the strongest points of impact of this painting are the perspective from which we are allowed to view the woman, and in the gesture of her body. The point of view allows us to view this woman from a place where we would not see her if we were sitting in the same room with her. It is though she is unaware of our presence, making this moment even more genuine. This decision by the artist is not only compositionally significant, but also psychologically.
Seeing from above is like seeing into, from a higher place, a place of truth. Her body masks what she wants the world to see. But as a voyeur, we see her for all she is. Her body is hunched over and drawn inward from her core. Her arms are crossed, as she almost looks to cling to herself. Are you all you have? Her nearly crossed legs clamp onto one of her arms, as they too turn inward. This is a psychological juxtaposition to her relatively bare physical attire. Is there someone else in the room with you? Who are you looking at with your listening look and cut off body? Are you listening to yourself? Have you ever? Do you have anything to say? You do! What are you protecting? I think you are afraid. But I don't remember what you are afraid of. Tell me!
Under Siege
~Annelise 2008
There is a certain type of woman,
Of course you know her well,
Who lives to hide beneath the bridge
She's built between the earth and hell.
(And when you come around)
Oh she will turn the other way
And twist her rope of prayer,
Reaching out with neither hand nor voice.
Hope, a river, stretched out and bare.
(And you keep fading away)
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