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Art and Poetry by Pollock

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Life was smooth sailing and quite normal up until my mom Janis was killed in a car accident heading from Santa Cruz California to Carmel when I was 11 years old. After her death, life changed drastically from a nice gentle breeze to a category five tornado; an inferno of drugs, lies and alibis. Let's just say... No more smooth sailing. When the dust began to settle at the age of 24, I enlisted in the United States Navy and set sail for a better life and once again it was smooth sailing. Here are some of my experiences, thoughts, and photographs of my artwork which I use as a way to process my childhood traumas. Processing as I stack stones and transfer the negative energy into a beautiful piece of work giving it life; it lives then eventually dies, taking the negative energy with it. I hope you feel something from these pages within.

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Art and Poetry by Pollock, David C. Pollock

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Tytuł
Art and Poetry by Pollock
Język
angielski
Rok wydania
2024
Oprawa
miękka
Liczba stron
83
ISBN10
1638295328
ISBN13
9781638295327
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Life was smooth sailing and quite normal up until my mom Janis was killed in a car accident heading from Santa Cruz California to Carmel when I was 11 years old. After her death, life changed drastically from a nice gentle breeze to a category five tornado; an inferno of drugs, lies and alibis. Let's just say... No more smooth sailing. When the dust began to settle at the age of 24, I enlisted in the United States Navy and set sail for a better life and once again it was smooth sailing. Here are some of my experiences, thoughts, and photographs of my artwork which I use as a way to process my childhood traumas. Processing as I stack stones and transfer the negative energy into a beautiful piece of work giving it life; it lives then eventually dies, taking the negative energy with it. I hope you feel something from these pages within.