ˈkāˌäs (chaos)

ˈkāˌäs (chaos)
Spray Paint on Wooden Panel
24in x 48in

When your entire life has been surrounded with chaos and your mind clouded by your demons you begin to find comfort in it, in them. The chaos is habitual. The demons come out to play everyday. Normal feels mundane, draining. The dark spaces in your mind are bloodcurdling. The darkness is overwhelming yet euphoric. It hurts but it reminds you that you're alive and still breathing. The passion I feel, it haunts me. To feel everything so deeply, it breaks me and it completes me. When I am high, high on life I am enraptured. But when I am sad, oh but when I am mad. I've learned to not let it control me, but my heart still feels it so profoundly. Every inch of my body feels my emotions. It starts in my heart and creeps slowly through my body, travelling with my blood, vessel by vessel. My senses are awakened and my demons are out to play again. Hello friends.

- Emily Minor