Months pass really quickly. One second you're sitting and examining a lifeless orange leaf between you're index finger and your thumb, and then the next, three months later, you're standing in the same place. no different from before. but the world has seemed to evolve, advance, age, alter...leaving you behind with just a snowflake (...and then eventually, a mound of snow that you personally have to shovel off your driveway..)
In three sentences I have pretty much summed up November, December, January, February... Yes, aren't I great with words?
But no excuses.
Up to date: Last night I just finalized the small details of my spring break destination. And to say I was excited was an understatement... I spent the rest of the evening with a fluffy pillow, a glass of water, and a timer.. yes, yes, that's right, I had the hiccups. I got them after forty five minutes of laughing and squealing with joy... when did they go away? Five hours later. But anyways, that's not the point. Where am I going? I will give you a hint [or two].. 1) La tour eiffel , 2) le louvre or 3) Les croissants au chocolait. Hmm, could it be?!?!Yes, yes, it could! Paris!!
Between Regan [New York] and me [Paris] we will have artistic posts to last for a lifetime!
Today: I discovered a Canadian-French artist that really touched me. Lyzane Potvin, s'il vouz plait, take a bow.
In my opinion: Some of Lyzane's paintings are the perfect symphony of grief, pain, and genius. Her work provokes and posses the viewer, forcing them to experience the disturbing side of depression, revolting human relationships, and woman's sexuality.
Note: Her work is not for all**
Some of her pieces are not for the concervative viewer as they feature or revovle around messages or topics that are foriegn to classical art. So be aware classical art patrons!!
