I’ve been working on a series about people’s stories being mostly hidden and unknowable and finished this one last week, the white in it reminds me of ice which is appropriate since it is very very cold outside! One of the reasons I think we like the internet so much is that our stories are more easily communicated. You look at someone and you can’t really know their story, what they think, how they really feel—well if you are very observant you can know how they feel. I also wanted to make the atmosphere cold but magical and dark but with the possibility of light. The stories come from my mother, Carla Chlouber, who passed away several years ago and left a treasure trove of inspiration in the form of writing. She loved stories, just as I do and just as I think we all do.
Archives for December 2013
I’ve been working with the short stories of my mother, incorporating text within the figures. I realized how we all have our hidden stories within us—they are always there but invisible to others. It’s easy to forget that most everyone is so caught up in their own story that they don’t really think about other peoples stories. We like to read stories, but if you look at a person you can’t know their story and even if you get to know them mostly their personal story is hidden (facebook and the internet changed the paradigm on this somewhat). Of course I knew this but realizing something and knowing something are, I believe, two entirely different things.
I wanted the background to feel magical yet threatening at the same time with layers of complexity. Maybe I should have titled it “Protect Us” instead of “Protect Me”?