SISTER RAYA ORIGINAL PAINTING BLUE PORTRAIT ABSTRACT So here is one of my latest on canvas 16x20 currently in my ebay store at buy it now or best offer - click the link under the Blue Girl if you would like to see a close up. The story We all have moods and I guess that day I was feeling blue so I painted this sort of inner self portrait. I have been thinking a lot about respect. A lot of things are subtle. Comprehension makes something real. I can talk about respect all day long and still not know what I'm talking about. I'm not even sure if being treated with a lack of respect is even something a person can detect consciously. If someone makes a joke at your expense and it really is funny, you laugh. Its all in good fun right? but what if it happens a lot. You are laughing yourself crazy with this person's outrageous sense of humor but somehow you end up being the willing butt of a lot of jokes. I guess to make a long story short is that respect is something of an awakening for me. Disrespect hides itself in many forms. Being a victim of a subtle psychological move can turn the victim into an abuser without realizing it. The feelings of fear and insecurity just keep piling up year after year until finally the mind cannot take anymore and the awakening happens and it can be seen. Just like when a fog lifts. What does being made fun of do to a person if it is a habitual ... Anger. Lots and lots of anger. Sadness of feeling isolated from the group, forced into a cruel solitude. No one understood ADHD back when I was growing up. Many people still don't believe it exsists or accepts the disorder as a medical fact. They think you are a slob or neglectful or inattentive or stupid. It is a battle. It is horrible. You are most likely not to be met with compassion but you will be met with contempt. You will be ridiculed and feel you deserve it in every way because you know something is not right but you can't put your finger on it. You get to be the butt of the "blonde joke" or the bimbo or the scatterbrained airhead comments. You get to lose jobs because you loose stuff, forget stuff and people think you are sloppy, neglectful, incompetent. No matter if you are trying with everything you have to stay focused. I am still an ADHD adult. It hurts. It is hard to organize anything. But I am not going to disrespect myself for being the way I am anymore. Mostly because I want to feel respect for others. I can't do that if I don't respect myself. I'll write more about it later. I have to go paint another picture. I don't know if I am making any sense to you but it makes sense to me. If my words can't define maybe the painting will. www.sisterraya.com new orleans outsider folk artist
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