Bic Clack Moo

I was very apprehensive of entering the world of digital art, but knew it was full of possibility and fun. For a while I assumed that it enabled laziness and didn’t demand much skill so much as computer savviness. But when I got my illustrating pad attachment for my computer, I was immediately impressed with the breadth of technique, knowledge, and patience involved on producing art using code and manifested pixels. 

Building the layers of color, then triangular patterns towards the flint of the lighter was challenging - I kept trying to wipe the stylus as if it were a brush, and would grunt in frustration if the bluetooth signal was cut and caused a break in a line - control is one of the ultimate purposes of my art, being in control. With the context of ADHD applied to my need to control, I began to unpack the need, and challenge myself to be more adaptable, rather that spontaneously combust into a pile of confused tears.

When I am in heavier clouds of anxiety, overstimulated, and terrified, I feel full of potential energy, in exact metaphor to the explanation in Physics - like a roller coaster car on the verge of falling down from the tallest height, or gasoline on a pile of wood, just before it is touched with a flame - the fuse is short. Adding the lighter in its first big ignition is a moment of disruption, before havoc and after peace. I think this piece metaphorically goes hand in hand with the later piece “Betty Is A Bombshell;” both depicting a relationship with a breaking point, or point of immense change.