I haven't really done much personal art this year. But this image, inspired by the accompanying piece of music, has been haunting me for several months now and I just had to finally get it out of my head and in front of my eyes where I could see it.
As they say, "A picture is worth a thousands words".
This is a deeply personal work for me and expresses so much of what this year has been like for me on an emotional, psychological, and spiritual level. The Mysterious Mechanic who found himself faced with so many things he could not fix ... having no recourse but to walk away. The Mechanic's Departure.
The Mechanic is the part of my psyche that is so devastatingly heartbroken over the state of reality that it has ceased to exist on the conscious plane. Now relegated to a far off corner of my subconscious, it tinkers away in a little secret workshop, undisturbed for eternity.
All too often we do not protect the better parts of ourselves and, in doing so, risk serious injury to areas of the soul that cannot be mended in this lifetime. A lesson better learned while people are young, unfortunately, I did not grasp it until this year.
3 more days until 2020 is finally, utterly, undeniably over. I put the champagne in the fridge this evening.
Until next time ...