helen kathryn gonzales
Be true to myself, nothing trivial about it.
I see shadows, I feel what comes through from inside
this voice unwrapped in the strokes I make which are
instinctive, loud in its silence a revolution sings
I now embrace all my hesitations
all my fears and unravel
these
strokes
both a therapy and a catalyst to empty my soul
I utilize what I see externally as a stimulus through which to explore my feelings
projecting them in whatever form
I am moved.

These moments of escape into my psyche are a dialogue where I listen, question and console. My pieces represent a vomiting process where I spread my mucus and examine the contents, analyze my thoughts, and come to conclusions about conflicts at a particular point in time.