Who are we without one another? It can be argued it is impossible to know. Your story is my story, your face is reflected in mine and mine in yours.
I began forging my path through this collective darkness by simply drawing one expressive face onto a piece of white paper, moving darkness into form. The next day I drew another and placed them on the back of her bedroom door. Day after day, I continued piecing her emotions together in this way, one feeling at a time. A cacophony of individual stories soon melded together into a united chorus expressing the universal experience of loneliness and the human need for contact.
My personal journey through this darkness forced me outside of my preferred vibrant color palette and into the monochromatic. For expression, I used thin and thick black markers and pens, turns to form and negative space and plays with textures, all the while allowing for both the abstract and concrete to ebb and flow.
