Agony

Agony. The title of one of Kim Johnson’s works of art. Kim Johnson came to the gallery a few months ago and I was deeply impressed with her artwork. The style that she paints brings mixed emotions to different people. Not everyone feels the same way. That is what I like about her artwork. Every time I see one of her pieces, I see something different. Maybe it’s the angle or when the light shines on it. I do not know what it is but it is great.

When I saw “Agony,” I had to display it. I did and it brought interest to her other works. However, I had to have it. The image of a man done with reflective paint drew me in. I felt like I was seeing my inner self, the person within me. Which ever angle I saw it from I was looking at a different me, at another personality. The man behind the mask per say. The title “Agony” was very fitting. I was in agony.

I placed the piece by my door and every day that I leave my room and embrace the world that image provokes me to be a better man. A human being that forgives and forgets. A person that does good by his word and never let someone fail him. It is my new omen.

Kim’s art pieces work that way, at least for me. When you come to the gallery you will also see that in some way the art pieces will affect your soul. To me that is ART at its best. It moves you and you change, you ponder, and you think differently about the world, the people you are with, and even your surroundings.

Agony

Agony is thy name

Gone are my fears

Only I have control

No is my choice

Yes is the other