Lately I have been really hard on myself, obsessed with how much I weigh, how big my pant size is, and giving myself a terrible talking-to every time I want to eat anything bad for me. The problem is that I feel so bad that I end up trying to stuff all this food down creating an emotional dyke. Well I'm home visiting my parents and woke up this morning looking at a copy of Le bonheur de vivre (The Joy of Life) by Matisse and I had a revelation. I'm really not so bad, if I had lived in Matisse's times, I would have been a down-right hottie. I have been a victim of peer pressure, a media peer pressure. So I decided to put myself right into The Joy of Life and to stop giving myself such a hard time, Jeez Louise, lay off!
This piece is still in process, but here's the start.
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