“Dear you,
What does it feel like when the emotions start to brew as the memories begin to flood in?
the person you once thought forever with,
the souls you presumed mirrored yours,
the hearts you believed cared for you,
the hands you trusted not to hurt you.
What do you do when those experiences begin to race through your veins, making a puppet of your mind?
Who do you run to?
Where do you go?
You visualize yourself walking in total darkness, the energy seeping from your skin in a kaleidoscopic burst of colors, searching for the light not realizing you are the light.
Hoping to come across a soul that would hold your hand and make you believe once again that everything will be alright because this is the pattern you’ve subjected yourself to, reliance and helplessness.
Left, right, back and front, you search but nothing exists except the silence that sits crowned like an elephant in the room.
Tic tac toe, your thoughts become a foe.
Just when shall you feel whole……..again?
From your beloved,
anonymous.”
Houle déchaînée, meaning “unleashed swell”, is a portrayal of the spiritualistic fruition in finding peace with oneself, outside of the illusion we develop from reoccurring disappointments and collective pain that comes with the unavoidable nature of life.
A reification of the cerebral ascension that births saccharine contentment with oneself through the release of barreled trauma and detrimental energy.