Figurative Blindfold Painting
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This is about a painting and is fiction. It does not represent the ideas of where I work. The painting I did was as a play performance. :)
Under the paint, beneath the layers,
Before the brush had arrived,
She was drawn all in grey, sort of straight lines,
And she was bound to be blind,
There where all types of shades covering her world,
Her world so vividly real,
Shades for the mystery to be secretly deep,
Shades that would help us all feel,
Then the paint walked on in, taking over the scene,
The paint in the darkest of black,
And filled all the spaces between all her lines,
Filling her vague to abstract,
She began as a line beneath all the paint,
Forever on this flat she is trapped,
Trapped by the hand of her dominant lover,
With her eyes bound tight with a strap.
Copyright © Lewis Raynes | Year Posted 2018
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