I wanted her hands, like fists, to be visibly gripping the steering wheel, and the look in her eye to be intense and also determined. His silhouette is a little blurred out, and large to reflect that she sees him as a looming force in her life. It is also flat because her relationship with him is going from being tangled up in him, and all the details, to something more clear cut, and defined.
The process of discovering how to illustrate ideas that are slippery and difficult to explain requires a lot of patience. I remember several times while painting these, I would just look at them and sit and wonder where to go next. I would wait patiently until I was certain what the next step was.
When I started this painting, I wanted to do something very spacious, and of the rich colors that I saw in a dream. It was a really strange dream where everything moved slowly and we were near a campfire and there was a lot of movement, no real story to it, just a feeling like I could see the future and past of my life all at the same time.
The essence of this piece is togetherness, and feeling close to a person. So close, you overlap. I also see it as facets, like in a diamond or crystal. I chose the colors because they seemed so rich and real and earthy, and not airy or too invisible or unreal.
I remember thinking and feeling a lot of things while creating this. It was made over many sessions of layering. The sessions were drawn out because I like to let the oil paint fully dry which can take up to a week. Sometimes I listened to music, which would conjure up ideas and feelings, and sometimes I would sit in silence. Towards the middle of completion I started thinking about memories. Memories are finicky things. They flitter around in our minds, sometimes staying when we want them to go, sometimes going when we want them to stay. Why do some stay and others go? Is there a reason, or is it random?