The automobile symbolizes the human body, a hard outer shell continuously showing the weathered signs of everyday life. We use and abuse our vehicles taking caution only when something goes wrong. An accident or malady refocuses our attention for a moment… Time passes and our bodies, cars, are left alone and forgotten, reduced beneath an unaltered sky. My images are intended to be, in the most obvious way, inexplicable and incoherent to the onlooker: a debilitating disease, symptoms and possibilities of what has gone wrong while lacking an answer. Whatever trespassed, whatever had infiltrated, did it leave the subject vulnerable? Did it limit their activity? Was their death from something we never see or hear or touch? The paint reveals layers and history; much like skin and scars and bruises reveal someone’s story. Unfortunately, the story is never told to the viewer, we are never included in what events led to such a wrecked finality. Herein I find my inspiration. Can I relay this feeling to others? Will people look at my images and wonder what is happening inside, what the one puzzle piece is that would allow them the satisfied sigh of final enlightenment? Can I reveal such sentiments through painting and still retain the mystery of the disease?

Sharon Lomasney