Welcome to the labyrinthine convolutions of my inner most thoughts! I have decided my subconscious is a bewildering maze of conflicts, contrasts and chaos. I can become lost in streams of thought for hours, finally emerging in a completely different mood and place. Like the Minotaur of mythology, I’m convinced my mind is the spawn of an unnatural union, and demands much from me.
Once, when I felt adventurous, I unravelled a ball of string and wandered further than I’d been before. I lost myself in a dark void before a swirling, colourful maelstrom emerged. Tendrils of fear reached out for me - would the Minotaur eat me? Would this starving, fearsome creature consume me in ravenous rage?
I could hear it pounding the ground with its hooves, bellowing and snorting furiously. It seemed to demand I drop everything and feed its hunger. I was terrified.
But then, I reached out cautiously towards the beast. As we became closer, I realised it didn’t want to destroy me. It wanted my company and my sympathy. Its loneliness fed its rage. The roars were those of frustration at its solitude. It didn’t want sacrificial virgins to feed on - just my attention, and a little bit of nurturing. It was then that I realised it was my creativity. It was no monster. It inspired and mot me. It was my solace and my companion.
30cm x 20cmx 27cm(h)
Available to purchase at Art Lovers Australia