I wrote about Rebecca Artemisa’s work on My Modern Met last week, and found it so delightful that I wanted to share it here. Aren’t all of her details divine? Ghosts! Candles! Snakes! Stars! So much. I love it, and especially enjoy the symbolism that’s inherent in all of her images.
Artemisa’s work is colorful and sometimes cheery. Other times, though, it’s not. It’s filled with fear and sadness. Her paintings are a form of therapy for the mental stress that her chronic illness causes her. In her words:
i am still always painting. my paintings feel very dark to me but i think it is easy to sometimes dismiss them as sweet. sometimes my paintings get a little sweet looking, maybe as a way to cope with how bad i can feel. this isn’t a sad thing to me though, quite the opposite. i’m glad i have something good to pour myself into when i am stuck inside so often, it keeps my life and my ability to be kind opened up.
Be sure to check out her shop!