The house and the landscape

The continuity of the house in its subtle form feels like its becoming less of an importance within the landscapes that I am creating. Is it that I am playing out internalised trauma on the canvas and working through to a conclusion? I have started to sometimes feel that there is no longer a need to use this symbolism.

The house is slowly being replaced by narrow landscapes and big, empty skies. The restrictions and confinement of oppressive containment have been exhausted, making way for unmanageable expanses of nothing. No safety net, no house in the distance, nobody around. For some this is too much to cope with, such as a child with dyspraxia who gets scared by a blank page.

It is the flip side of the house but still representing trauma, of being lost, alone and unsafe.

My techniques have been more refined and paired back of late with a need to show more of a memory or loss. A faded photograph or something that cannot be ordered. A splattering of something that cant be worked out or pulled together. A panic or lack of control.

I see this as less of a need to show representation and more of a feeling.

I have often thought and used lyrics within work or as a way of hinting towards something so, exploring this was a next step.