Thursday, January 31, 2013

Chapters 5 and 6

These two chapters seemed very random and at first irrelevant quite frankly. But then, I took a step back and I tried to analyze the meaning of it thinking out of the box. What I grasped most was not primarily the context of the chapters but rather their titles. "Enemies" and "Friends". It reminded me of the cliche line: There's a fine line between love and hate. There are so many existing quotes that exist in this world that describe friendship however nothing can ever really describe the many subshells within the composite whole that is friendship. My dad always tells me these two stories, one is about a family of midgets he met there and a man named Dauud. He speaks of them with such genuine gratitude, and reminds me that underneath it all he definitely has humanity. All of the stories make me lachrymose.

This is mostly because friendship can turn to disappointment and dust, or can bloom into someone's reason of living. I imagine that in war the whole idea of "friendship" and "enemies" is heightened significantly.

Because of that I did a simple painting that used methods that looked more like comics shown by the faces of the men on the picture. 

It has a diagonal divide between the two friends which are represented by soldiers fighting side by side upon a gold background which represents how in war; friendship is golden, it can even be the sunlight of the dark days. the divide is diagonal and has movement as it contrasts the long gun. Underneath the divide one sees enemies. A man pointing his gun to another. On the  side there is a flower with a metaphor to it. Friendship is like a flower, delicate. On the side I have three flowers one is perfectly attached with every petal and as one looks the petals eventually fall until completely unattached covered in red paint. 




1 comment:

  1. Powerful art piece! Great choice of colors to convey the dichotomy of friends and enemies.

    And as you said, there is such a fine line between the two because conflict often seems inevitable after a while. And it is certainly delicate!

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