Title: The Moment When (Isolation, Condescension, and Resentment Set In) / Part 1
Dimensions: ~ 30 in. x 45 in.
Medium: Pastel
Date created: May 2023
These two drawings collectively represent the moment after my high school boyfriend threw me on the ground and the affected self who continued after.
Narrative:
I'm angry. And embarrassed. I can't sort out whether I'm angrier at myself or at him. Or them.
Chris carried me awkwardly across our teacher's backyard and dropped me in a briar patch like a sack. I ultimately decided to ride home with him. I was in shock. Is this anger, or is it grief?
Earlier while collecting myself on the ground, I was comforted by the beauty of the briar patch from inside out. I wanted to lean in more to its warmth and away from his look. As he told me the lesson he was teaching me and reached out his hand to help me up, I knew in the moment, with his crouch facing me and his word choice, that the tone was condescension. He dehumanized me and detached me from the group.
The light from the break in the sky along the tops of the patch's branches was harsh - letting rays in, but seemingly unattainable. His knees and calves catch that light here, symbolic of the times when he was highlighted and raised up. My anger, hurt, and self-doubt deepened each time he was admired. No amount of pick-me-ups, praise, or support was enough to counter my diminishing level of self-worth.
This moment of mistreatment in Terry's backyard unknowingly shattered a piece of me, and I was vulnerable.
In Part 1, literal details of the moment on the ground are shown. He and I are represented on the left side, his crouch in the sharper top-left and my abstracted being on the bottom. The patch is represented on the right side, with loosening edges and a lighter scheme.
Our dynamic was unhealthy, so the dark values in our areas blend.
The beam in the lower-left is open to represent either my arm blocking myself from him, his arm reaching out, or a general limb catching the light from the top of the patch's branches.
The intentional looseness of the right side edges is restrained. The restraint is symbolic of my tightness - the anxiety to express myself or trust anyone (including myself).