It's been a long time since I last posted a blog post, but life got tumultuous. Let's just say, like a wave, it washed over me a couple of times while I was getting up, and now I'm enjoying the sun.
Thus, the art that I make was also transformed like me. Sometimes I feel that creating is the most sincere conversation I can have with myself, without fear, without lies.
I hope to continue making art, continue living and continue loving.
Although there is much to share, today I just want to share the latest work I published, The Nature of Home.
This piece was posted on Makersplace, a platform I'm new to, and I worked in this description with my love, Jody.
This particular style is one of my favorites as it comes so easily to me. It is perhaps the clearest way I have to talk about many things that live inside me. There are many metaphors in the same piece, telling thousands of stories at the same time: my story and our story.
The Nature of Home
Home is not a place but an idea and a feeling, which mix together to form a compass within each of us. It says "Come here."
Home is many things at many times, because what makes us feel whole will change throughout our lives, sometimes many times in a short period of time, sometimes only once every few years. It is all the words we've ever written, that are not home now, but once were. It's the place where we can welcome people who love us, people we love. It is inhabited by so many people that are not there all the time; so many memories and feelings.
It can be the place where you're most needed, or most wanted, or loved. It is that place where our hearts are happily devoured. It is refuge, it is shelter. It's your heart in another body. It is where your words and your silences are born. There is always a fire that feeds everything at home, and it's a fire that you lit (if it wasn't you, it will eventually go out).
Sometimes home is somewhere else, but sometimes it is exactly where you are, only needing something to change for you to "arrive". Our inner compass may pull us strongly towards some physical destination, and/or towards some idyllic notion which may or may not be very well-defined. (After all, when you're lost, by definition, you don't know where you are or which way you need to go - and you can be just a little lost, or completely lost).
But when home is in sight, you just know it. Every sense you have agrees with every other. And when you reach it, the idea/feeling becomes real, and your compass says "You are here." and disappears... until the next time it is needed.
Here, I explaing some metaphors in my piece. There are some symbols that are not in the description. If you really want to know their meaning, please, just ask.
NFT. Digital painting. 1 edition.
Alejandra Her
Makersplace
2022
Home is not a place but an idea and a feeling, which mix together to form a compass within each of us. It says "Come here."
Home is many things at many times, because what makes us feel whole will change throughout our lives, sometimes many times in a short period of time, sometimes only once every few years.
It is all the words we've ever written, that are not home now, but once were. It's the place where we can welcome people who love us, people we love. It is inhabited by so many people that are not there all the time; so many memories and feelings.
"It can be the place where you're most needed, or most wanted, or loved. It is that place where our hearts are happily devoured. It is refuge, it is shelter. It's your heart in another body. It is where your words and your silences are born."Anatomical heartLungs
It's the place where I heal.
There is always a fire that feeds everything at home, and it's a fire that you lit (if it wasn't you, it will eventually go out).
Sometimes home is somewhere else, but sometimes it is exactly where you are, only needing something to change for you to "arrive". Our inner compass may pull us strongly towards some physical destination, and/or towards some idyllic notion which may or may not be very well-defined. (After all, when you're lost, by definition, you don't know where you are or which way you need to go - and you can be just a little lost, or completely lost).
But when home is in sight, you just know it. Every sense you have agrees with every other. And when you reach it, the idea/feeling becomes real, and your compass says "You are here." and disappears... until the next time it is needed.
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Ale! Que bueno verte de nuevo por aquí!!
Te leí en twitter y me quedé con ganas de responderte, igual no creo que alcanzaba en un tweet.
Hace poco Beth @escriptora me leyó un poema hermosísimo de Elvira Sastre, probablemente lo más hermoso que he escuchado en los últimos meses! Y hablaba en cierta forma de ese hogar que llevamos a todos lados, como una herencia de significados que edificamos donde sea que estemos, pero también como una pasión de afectos que arde para rehacerse una y otra vez donde sea necesario que aparezca esa llama.
Esa idea me fascina, entonces para mi el hogar está con quien quiero estar cuando se que soy feliz y eso definitivamente no está atado a un espacio… "aunque se que en esa pequeña casa fuimos felices…"
The Nature of Home me dejó sin palabras desde que la ví, con tantos detalles, es realmente asombrosa, y es emocionante e inspirador el nivel que has alcanzado desde los primeros post a este. No ha pasado tanto tiempo pero si muchas cosas!! Abrazos!!
Gracias!!! tus palabras me significan mucho para mi. Es hermoso especialmente cuando las personas, los amigos, los artistas se sienten identificados con la obra que uno hace. Me gusta considerarla poesía, porque siento que si vemos bien los detalles y empezamos a pensar en ellos, entonces puede nacer de cada uno una poesía, que no será la misma en cada persona, pero evocará muchos sentimientos comunes.
Abrazos enormes!
Me fascinó la ilustración, tiene tantos significados pero también tiene tu huella.
Un abrazo desde México y welcome back! 😀
Hola Ritch!
Que lindo saber de nuevo de ti.
Muchas cosas que contar, y el blog me hacía mucha mucha falta. Abrazos grandes.
Bienvenida nuevamente a estos lares, mi parte favorita de la obra de un artista es entender su obra y más si es de su puño y letra, porque podemos interpretar muchas cosas pero cuando el enigma es resuelto se abre el entendimiento y todo tiene sentido, por lo menos para m. Me gusta apreciar o aprecio más cuando entiendo lo que me quieren decir o lo que se quiere expresar, sobre todo cuando hay abstracciones, gracias por compartir y desnudar tu obra. Abrazos.
Gracias. Desnudar la obra es quizás la parte más difícil, pues con la metáfora nos queremos saber entendidos de una forma discreta, pero también es liberador. El año pasado empecé a explicar cada detalle de mi obra y fue hermoso como la comunidad lo disfrutó, y lo sigue disfrutando.
Gracias por tu comentario. Abrazos.
Beautiful piece.
This for some reason creeped me out! It is good but yet, something about it is creepy. Not insulting, it came out really good.🤗
Hi Sakura21. It's ok. I'm a creep :)
Don't take it otherwise. I really loved it.😍 Hello, have a good day.
This is just so amazing!
Such a long time, such beautiful work! Thanks for coming back, Ale! :D