The Lady In Red
This whole art series came from this one picture I did when I was doing my challenge last year in June. I made a picture of me in this red dress lying down with a hand coming up from the dark. From there it kind of sparked this idea of what if I created more images of this lady all dressed in this one red dress. I started wondering what it would look like. What she would look like. I started thinking about her in these drips and drabs. What would she be like? What was she about? Who was she? Did she represent someone in my life? or all the people in my life? But she also felt like an alter ego. Someone who existed outside of what was happening inside of me. I wrote it out on an Instagram post the other day and it encapsulates what I was trying to convey with these photos.
I think she lives inside a lot of people.
This lady in red.
I think she represents a wildness.
The feral side.
The pained side.
I think she protects sometimes.
Other times, she lets you have it.
Sometimes she is the cause of the emotional upheaval.
Just cackling in the background, laughing as we fall over. But proud when we get back on our feet again.
I think she rips apart roses and then puts the empty stems into a vase as a reminder.
A little bit evil.
Cunning.
But the backbone that we need.
Good for her.
All these photos have names attached to them that I think describes what was happening. But feel free to think your own thoughts about our feral lady in red
