When I think of how this painting makes me feel…it’s a feeling that feels very far away but familiar to me. It reminds me of when I was about 8 years old and I would go visit my cousins and family in Flagstaff Arizona or maybe in Tuba City Arizona for a holiday gathering or something similar. The time of the year when it was getting colder outside and maybe even some snow.
I always liked it because my cousins were cooler and they were all older then me but would let me hang out with them and show me cool places and cool ideas. I looked up to them. There where times, at family gatherings, when it was dark outside and I would see them all head out the door. I would jump up, hurry to find my jacket and shoes and try to follow them. Sometimes they would be gone already. Now that I think about it, I think they probably ran from me sometimes, so they could do grown up cousin stuff..haha. For the times I did go with them…It was fun because I felt safe with them in the dark when they took their walks. They would find a place and we’d all hang out for a bit. I would just listen and laugh at the jokes or whatever. The stars were always so bright and clear out in Tuba City. After awhile we’d all walk back to our Grandma’s house, parking lot full of relatives rides, and check out the night from outside the house for a little longer.
That safe feeling that I hardly feel anymore in life was brought back to me by this painting. The happy feeling of being safe under the stars as the world turns slow. When you’re awake and everyone else is asleep but you know you can keep quiet and not wake them. You make your way through the house and find a window to look out of and just sit alone, unknown for the moment. A Star trance that lasts for the rest of your life.