I’m calling this piece, Hollow.

This one was a struggle for me emotionally as I dug deep inside myself to drag out some of my demons and attempted to square off with them. For me, it was a way to express some of my accumulated hurt caused by abandonment and betrayal. And perhaps it represents what we may become should we believe in nothing or worship at the altar of self pity and remorse.

When we feel that there’s nothing to strive for, no great love to quest after. Maybe we’re left as hollow husks—gradually turning to dust.

A lot of music helped me with this one, as it always does. I’ll list some stuff out below and maybe it’ll help make sense of this piece as I find I’m still making sense of it each time I look at it.

Music:
Falling Up – Voices
The Dear Hunter – An Escape
Bad Religion – Incomplete
Brand New – I Will Play My Game Beneath the Spin Light

[quote] I’m an old, abandoned church with broken pews and empty aisles. [/quote]

Hollow