Me, Myself, and I features three female figures. One is wielding a bloody knife and patting the middle one on the head. The middle one sits, legs spread, in a chair, with a bleeding slice down her spine as well as cuts along arms. The third is kneeling, eyes white with horror, nose bleeding.
I made this based on a poem I wrote called “Shh”. the final verse is:
in my final moments, with a dying breath
i hoist up this body, nearly rendered inept
drag my limp self to the bathroom mirror
though my eyes are bloody, it couldn’t be clearer
the killer caresses my curly hair
then lowers my gently into a chair
as my spirit moves on to the next plane
she instructs me not to feel any shame
after years of confusion, may the truth set me free
because all along the killer was me
acrylic on canvas
Me, Myself, and I features three female figures. One is wielding a bloody knife and patting the middle one on the head. The middle one sits, legs spread, in a chair, with a bleeding slice down her spine as well as cuts along arms. The third is kneeling, eyes white with horror, nose bleeding.
I made this based on a poem I wrote called “Shh”. the final verse is:
in my final moments, with a dying breath
i hoist up this body, nearly rendered inept
drag my limp self to the bathroom mirror
though my eyes are bloody, it couldn’t be clearer
the killer caresses my curly hair
then lowers my gently into a chair
as my spirit moves on to the next plane
she instructs me not to feel any shame
after years of confusion, may the truth set me free
because all along the killer was me
acrylic on canvas