VIRTUAL SENIOR SHOW: Sunny Rolfs

Thu, Nov 18, 2021, 12:00 am to Fri, Dec 31, 2021, 11:59 pm

The paper is my skin, with its speckles and teeth.
The paintbrush is a light pulled from its sheath.
The razor blade permeates this lousy threshold,
creating a void where other things can pass through.

With a clean & graceful imperfection, and total disregard,
the plane can hold itself together, but it is delicately marred.
Swirling around, above, and within, the paint is like a thick medicine.
Apply seldom, with cold hands, let the concoction sink in.

The lens pretends to make clear the ailment,
the methods are more than clinical.
What is seen with the eyes may be lost on the heart,
but that which burns me alive is invisible.