Broken pieces

Thursday, December 1, 2022

I shattered another mirror. Again, it was on purpose.

It is symbolic, a visual representation of how I feel about my life. I feel shattered. I feel like the pieces of me are like shards of a broken mirror scattered on the floor. Little pieces that will never be found, swept up and thrown away to never be seen again.

I took the shattered mirror and glued it on a piece of circular wood. Then added molding paste to make the surface even. At first, I painted the surface black, then added crackle glaze and painted it gold. I didn’t like it at all. I went over with purple and then continuously added solid color edges in purples, white, and black. It’s kinda trippy. It’s kind messy, it’s still shattered… like me.