"The passion play is over, the stage an empty box. The actors washed their faces, the guests all headed home. Memories of laughter and applause fade quickly as you sit in silence, smiling but alone."
Found this "Altered Art" box the other day. It must be at least 20 years old. It had a completely different meaning for me when I created it. But trying to explain it seems silly now, so I went for the cheap thrill instead. Even I'm not jaded enough to post it on Valentine's Day though, so I waited until the day after.
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| Made this "Altered Art" box at least twenty years ago. I did a whole series of these boxes as a way to blow off steam and express myself after working in a stressful, detail-oriented day-job. They helped me loosen up and, as you can tell from the sloppy finish, stop worrying so much about every little step of the process. Guess that was important somehow because I have saved several of them for all these years. And they have a different meaning to me every time I find them. |
