This beauty has recently returned to "available" status, so I thought I'd talk about what it meant to me as I painted it.
I haven't always been the nicest guy in the world... Asperger's, me being a general jackass, you know, I've been a jerk. As I painted this, I thought of those people I hurt, and then, those that hurt me... and here's what I felt. Feeling alone in the world, with rain pouring down really sucks, it hurts to realize your friend, lover, whatever, really doesn't care at all. It's the big lie in life that cuts your heart and scars it forever. But you know what, you're not alone, and neither is the guy in the painting..... the crow is there, a faithful, non-human companion. Maybe he won't answer you back with words, but he'll listen, and why do you need words anyway, if they're all going to be lies? This piece is about loyalty, a trait that seems to be lacking in today's society. I was raised in a time where a person's word meant something, where "I love you" meant something, where being a friend meant more than a casual social media encounter. What I've learned is that we're not truly alone, there are good people out there, those that will forgive your past transgressions, those that truly do care, those, that like the crow are steadfast in your corner.... it's just a matter of separating the wheat from the chaff. Old fashioned, perhaps.... but I long for the world where I'm not surprised by being left in the rain, where I can separate the wheat from the chaff. Social media is a reality in this world, but don't sacrifice the human niceties that make relationships worthwhile and real. Whether it's online or in person, if someone shows you who they are, believe them, you're better off in the rain with the faithful crow for a while than allowing yourself to be repeatedly hurt by fair weather pals. Best to stand in your truth alone, with the crow, than to stand in a lie with someone else. I've often been left feeling sad and ashamed after believing in someone, and here's the think, to trust in someone with an open heart only to be disappointed says nothing about you and everything about the jerk that saw your kindness as weakness. I may still be too open and trusting, but at the end of the day, I'm honest and I can live with that.