Monday, September 6, 2010
Quiet indifference usually isn't my sort of scene. I'm this way or that way. I feel a certain way about something or I feel nothing at all. Though these days quiet indifference is something I deal with often. And it reminds me of these paintings by Erin Fannery. Being pulled in one direction or another and yet standing there with enough space between the two thoughts to see the line and division clearly. I love this artwork because it serves as a constant reminder that there are two sides to every story and always two ways you can go. You are never truly stuck. Which is how I've felt lately.