In theory, this picture should be a goldmine for me. Figurative objects teeming out at me, coming of
In theory, this picture should be a goldmine for me. Figurative objects teeming out at me, coming off the very walls. The kind of symbolism that does my job for me, right? Creates the images and concepts that I can just pull out and put down on the page. What need is there for me, if at all? But the problem is that all I can see is the way her arms are pinned to her sides by the straps of her bra. The little bit of tenuous bondage that’s making her look quite so dejected and alone. Forget the fucking peeling walls, or the weird branch offering whatever peace she has to take. So just the straps, then. Just the only part of this image that actually makes any sense. The only part I can even begin to approach, without coming off as a pretentious arse. The only part that even matters. -- source link
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