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ORIGINAL ARTWORK DETAILS
• Title: Bowling Alley Parking Lots
• Medium: Charcoal on Archival Fine Art Paper
• Dimensions: 23" x 42"
• Includes Certificate of Authenticity, archival presentation, and insured white-glove shipping or local pickup at The Malin
• Packaging: fully insured delivery
• Schedule Local Pick Up Time Here: https://rubyriotcreatives.as.me/artpickup
(Note: If local pickup - don’t worry - the $175 shipping fee will be removed during Step 2 of checkout process!)
• Or Flat Rate Shipping in the U.S. (inquiry for international shipping.)
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ABOUT THE PIECE
Letters
You said you loved me
But what does that mean?
Would you cry if I were to leave?
In my aching hands
Running down your spine
You said you loved me, how?
Wait for me by the water
On the first rain of June
And I'll be there with all the letters I ever wrote
For you, for you
2021. I’m caught in the toxic, gaslighting spiral swirling down the drain of a dwingling sense of self. I’m on trial, forced to defend myself against manufactured meanings. It was an exhausting, dizzying repetition—a fire burning down my life.
I had to put it out.
In the making of this piece, I physically engraved every single gaslighting comment physically into her back—every accusation, every distortion, every word meant to make me doubt my own sanity, to take on shame.
Her back is turned, deliberately protecting her heart. Her hair whips around her shoulders in the wind, her hands clasped in a silent prayer offered toward the wide open surrounding her. Along the curve of her spine, a line of pure, exposed white cuts through the dense charcoal.
Yet as she looks out past the frame, there is no confusion on that horizon. It is calm. It is simple. It is crystal clear.
Stripped bare against the cold air, she is completely still. The truth is, she remains untainted. She knows who she is when she is truly loved. She rests in the truth of Whose she is.
May Letters always remind you that clarity is a choice you can step into at any moment.
Pairs Well With “Next To You” by John Vincent III.
ORIGINAL ARTWORK DETAILS
• Title: Bowling Alley Parking Lots
• Medium: Charcoal on Archival Fine Art Paper
• Dimensions: 23" x 42"
• Includes Certificate of Authenticity, archival presentation, and insured white-glove shipping or local pickup at The Malin
• Packaging: fully insured delivery
• Schedule Local Pick Up Time Here: https://rubyriotcreatives.as.me/artpickup
(Note: If local pickup - don’t worry - the $175 shipping fee will be removed during Step 2 of checkout process!)
• Or Flat Rate Shipping in the U.S. (inquiry for international shipping.)
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ABOUT THE PIECE
Letters
You said you loved me
But what does that mean?
Would you cry if I were to leave?
In my aching hands
Running down your spine
You said you loved me, how?
Wait for me by the water
On the first rain of June
And I'll be there with all the letters I ever wrote
For you, for you
2021. I’m caught in the toxic, gaslighting spiral swirling down the drain of a dwingling sense of self. I’m on trial, forced to defend myself against manufactured meanings. It was an exhausting, dizzying repetition—a fire burning down my life.
I had to put it out.
In the making of this piece, I physically engraved every single gaslighting comment physically into her back—every accusation, every distortion, every word meant to make me doubt my own sanity, to take on shame.
Her back is turned, deliberately protecting her heart. Her hair whips around her shoulders in the wind, her hands clasped in a silent prayer offered toward the wide open surrounding her. Along the curve of her spine, a line of pure, exposed white cuts through the dense charcoal.
Yet as she looks out past the frame, there is no confusion on that horizon. It is calm. It is simple. It is crystal clear.
Stripped bare against the cold air, she is completely still. The truth is, she remains untainted. She knows who she is when she is truly loved. She rests in the truth of Whose she is.
May Letters always remind you that clarity is a choice you can step into at any moment.
Pairs Well With “Next To You” by John Vincent III.
