I either totally realize which aisle of the walmart parking lot I'm parked on or I walk out of the store and have no clue. I either completely planded to place my keys there, or I totaly forgot where they are. I either think about you all of the time, or I don't know your name and face.
“I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me. Like the bodiless heads you see sometimes in circus sideshows, it is as though I have been surrounded by mirrors of hard, distorting glass. When they approach me they see only my surroundings, themselves or figments of their imagination, indeed, everything and anything except me.” ― Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man
This week I found out something, that my automatic response rather than fight or flight is actually the freeze reflex... and that everytime I actually blank out which it a type of dissociation...I didn t know this... I don t like the idea that I dissociate, become unaware of my surroundings, it s like now that it has a name, that it s suddenly so real...
REBECCA LLOYD - "Born in London, I trained as a classical dancer and went on to work in the theatre. Painting for me is an extension of my senses, a natural progression arising from an emotional response to my surroundings."