“Bystanders”

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This piece is my take on the lyrics of Moses Sumney: Bystanders. The words resonate with me and serve as a reminder to keep pushing in my mental, physical and spiritual art, while keeping aware of the impact bystanders can impose if I don’t keep focused.
"what's the use of confessing the truth
to an executioner in a booth
about the dueling forces in you?
now you barely remember your youth
you used to embrace the eerie and helm
visitations from spirit realms
gifted to see between astral planes now you plead to be plain..
don't waste your candor
on bystanders
they'll watch you waste away..
and it's true that the truth gives you free
but when truth is a breach of decree
dying for praise from a gallery
whose morality is grey
and they tie all their stones to your name
and they cripple your bones with their shame
honesty is the most moral way
but morality is grey..."
I got a chance to incorporate my small silhouettes as they march on his shoulders and my long-forgotten love of sewing into this piece.
24x36