Without Reason? Part 1 Drawing

Inspired by an impression of a feeling of a real life experience which remains uncertain of occurrence! The thought and feeling behind this is intimate - intimidation and threat! Somebody does not like who visits There is a form of possessiveness near by? It had been taking quite a while to get my home back to being the haven it once was Busy working all hours then becoming immersed and preoccupied with writing and creating for company of self healing works Time is overruns Things become overwhelmed I return home and immediately know something is wrong An energy has literally come and gone, and there is trace of water Which was not there before I had gone Because it is puddling! But, I cannot prove to anyone it is not what I have done! So, I have to believe like it never happened! Yet, it belongs to a long style and pattern of abuse The force of water? I grew up in a house which had fungi in the form of mushrooms growing up the wall, due to the house adjoining a commercial property where there was leaking inbetween the walls! I was to escape the pattern of water for many years Until............ I moved to get away from the issue of anti social behaviours/stalking Only to experience water leaking and damp in a property for four years straight! Damaging my belonging Precious pictures etc Thankfully most things were salvageable! So, as the need of someone to stalk, and intimidate my life continued once I had moved away, and continued to move on. This is my impression only of what my feelings relayed to my imagination as to what may have happened in my home, on the day before a guest was to arrive! In the background I place memories in a frame, and framed on a table Memories of intimidation It seemed no matter what I did They had already planned to be there, and got there This specific memory relates to a group of women! Women who for some reason like to specify their feet? In another experience on a very rare occasion I went to a cinema Whilst sitting watching the movie in front of a group of women who sat behind me, and literally as I turned my head, from the row behind was a woman with her feet propped up, almost on my should which meant as I turned my face, her feet could almost touch my face. Despite this the woman still had to be asked to move her feet! But, who was she hiding, or helping? Someone close in my life hated me and as time has gone on, and I have lived with these 'created' incident. I have become weary of the need of someone to be hidden. Over time and Years it could be difficult to recognise someone In healthy circumstances a person will respectfully reintroduce themselves In stealth they will tend to duck and dive amongst everybody else! Natural Flowism! A Freedom of Being! Impressionism, only! In my written work I have now decided to explore these themes as though they are a film pending to be made! ^ Amen! ^ Selah! ^

Drawing:Pencil on Paper

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:4.6 W x 6.5 H x 0 D in

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