I have been thinking, a lot, about Autism, and how different our thought process is to other people and how this makes me feel and how it affects my ideas of the world and I have tried to write about it, but no matter how much I try there is no way I can use words for that. I am a very, very visual learner, even if I do not have a photographic approach to life and understanding. And I made this piece today and the name of it is completely unrelated to the topic, because I do not want my friends and family to know the subject of the painting.
I think the way we think is beautiful, difficult to handle the rest of the world, yes, but it does not make it less. It makes it different. And the way we think is as incomprehensible to them as theirs is to us.
I used different shades of purple and lilac because they are my favorite colors. The shapes and curves are just strokes that form a pattern that is in itself, beautiful. Why does beauty need a dissection? An explanation? It is what it is because it is and we live with it and we observe and we cannot change it and we conform to everyone else's standards and try to live and be happy like everyone else.
We are in the wrong planet, so to speak, because we see layers others don't, and miss things others do and I do not think I live in my own world, I live in the same world, but I interact and communicate with things beyond human interest, I guess. Any thoughts?
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