(SOLD) Erratic
$30.00 / Sold out
5 in x 7 in. Acrylic/Gouache on Board. Frame included.
Anger is no singular emotion. It begins as pain. For myself, it feels like disdain for my person. Exacerbation replaces deep sorrow. It is maddening like a hum. Deep tunneled like a nest. Although, I am also aware it is a choice. I am constructing my enraged desire by not healing what initially hurt me.
The paper wasp wears cautionary colors; one presumes their temperament at first glance: Ironically, the drones are female. Yet intense anger is always dismissed as unladylike. As anxiousness builds, I wanted to convey that by centering the nest in the chest cavity. The messy rage translates to the insects' buzzing. Unchecked emotions are more dangerous than a stinging insect beside your heart. One presides an obvious danger.