Still Water

i am always drawn to an artist who can truly capture what it means to be alone-
what those moments in our day are like when the noise dies down and theres no distraction-
when we truly feel our isolation as individuals
lying on your back staring into the dark in the moments before sleep
staring at yourself in the mirror a little too long
so your face starts looking foreign...
or underwater.

and i wouldn't have said that last one unless i'd recently come across alyssa monks

she's the artist who did my current profile pic (to the right) of a child walking on the beach.
ill post a few of her paintings (yes PAINTINGS) below but definitely look through her portfolio.
once you get over the fact that these are not photographs, you might be struck as i was by how she captures human vulnerability
and loneliness
without invoking pathos

there's no escaping the theme of water in her work and looking at those paintings reminded me of that incredible hush i loved as a kid when i slipped under the surface of pools or submerged myself in bathtub water...

i miss baths
i miss that kind of silence
that kind of release