She stands exposed but eyes demurely downwards as she understands the power in her sexuality. It is almost a commodity of trade- a way to be seen or loved or used. In these early years of her youth she is radiant but behind her back lies a symbol of mortality- a reality that we all share. Soon her body will be unusable as a persuasion and she will have to find her position in the world as the true presence she is, beyond her appearance.
Days haze into crooked nights Bartenders and brothers And all it does is stoke the ache louder and louder You are with her then him and I am adamantly just with me But passing brushes-by trickle heat up my neck Looks slightly too long threaten to flush out undiscussables At each cornered drink late at closing I seek an escape From just hoping.
The wind was from the south Hidden layers kept out the false coldness, collars were up and I wore everything too tight
There is only rumpled reminders of that winter Your warm hands can’t remember or are too timid to be honest And I want to move to the north further still Like you, like your latitude But you keep staring at the chill running through last season
A note from the artist:
There are many hidden aspects to this painting
that give quiet clues to Oliver's Story.
There is an equal balance of pink and blue, which hint at a transitioning sexuality.
The chaos of abstraction in this work, almost violent in movement, relates to the surgical change, which I think of as being violent in nature.
There is a definite sweep of paint showing a remaining curve to his waist, the other side in contrast is less distinct as his body transforms towards the masculine.
The figure behind is comforting and intentionally painted to be more feminine and motherly. He offers a gentle embrace but there is a complexity to this relationship as he loves her, but she has become he.
The lashings of black paint across his face represents the permanency of his decision to move from female to male.
This is my most challenging piece for you to access and this is intentional. It is respectful of a heroic change- a coming home for Oliver.