Blue Fear was born out of the fear of being unseen. I found myself yet again painting a sterile landscape—one of countless depictions of the Blue Ridge Mountains—and in that repetition, the fear grew sharper: that my voice, my vision, would vanish into the crowd.
So I broke the pattern. From beneath the background swirls of earth and sky, this creature emerged—fierce, fluid, defiant. Its feathers slice across the canvas, refusing invisibility.
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At first, the canvas was only turbulence: wild sweeps of ochre and sienna circling without center, chaos without shape. Then, layer by layer, something began to push through the storm. A form appeared—sharp, winged, electric blue. The bird.
Each stage brought a new revelation. What began as raw, unshaped fear became a presence with feathers like blades and eyes that dared to be noticed. The background remained wild, the atmosphere of fear itself—but the figure grew stronger, clearer, undeniable.
Blue Fear is not fear frozen in place. It is fear transformed into flight. It is the moment when invisibility cracks and what was once hidden becomes radiant.
This painting carries both the fear and the freedom that comes from choosing to be seen.