Aspen Marie
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In love with life and all of its foibles.
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Poetry Is…
I don’t see poetry as an escape or a confrontation. It is sculpture. The subject becomes the material, the words arranged are the surfaces taking shape. Visual art has always come easily. In any form, I may take my hand to it and make something passable, and occasionally, excellent. But there is too much history, too many eyes, too much expectation from others. My name is on everything I make, and everything I make is always for someone else. Photography is a business, not an art anymore. The last art I made that I was so incredibly proud of, I couldn’t show because my subject requested me not to. I love and respect her, so it wasn’t an issue, but my heart hurts at how beholden I am to others in all ways to express myself with this medium.
By Aspen Marie 9 months ago in Journal
Dark Comedy
“The story of my life is a two-day Maury Povich Special.” It’s the line I used to start this story with. I refined those particular words to describe a salacious tale of treachery and deceit, entertaining others at the expense of my dignity. Reducing my whole existence to a wild rollercoaster tale that changed how others saw and valued me, I paved the way for my listeners to categorize me into the crazy column. It really is a good story as long as you’re not the protagonist.
By Aspen Marie 9 months ago in Confessions
