This tree bark has distinctive imagery that reminds me of the intense and prophetic song. “Little Girl Blue.” performed in the 60’s by the inspirational and immensely talented Janis Joplin. The lyrics of this powerful song reflect the despair and sadness of the “blue:”
little girl on the far right of this somber photograph that poignantly reflects the life of the artist who like rock
musicians including the brilliant Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix and Kurt Cobain who also died from an overdose of powerful drugs. There are other faces in this macro bark abstract that are more apparent when viewing this in the large format.
I am always interested in what images you see.
I wrote about depression and bipolar disorder in children in
my narrative of “blue boy.” I see a sad little girl
frightened and suffering in a blue cavern. Janis Joplin
was one of my favorite rock musicians, a heroine of the 60’s, who was inspirational, powerful and among others was the voice of a generation. Her poignant lyrics often reflected the profound pain and torment of the artist who like other rock heroes died before their time. Janis like Michael Jackson, two brilliant performers was “gone too soon”
’Sit there, hmm, count your fingers.
What else, what else is there to do ?
Oh and I know how you feel,
I know you feel that you’re through.
Oh wah wah ah sit there, hmm, count,
Ah, count your little fingers,
My unhappy oh little girl, little girl blue, yeah.
Oh sit there, oh count those raindrops
Oh, feel ’em falling down, oh honey all around you.
Honey don’t you know it’s time,
I feel it’s time,
Somebody told you ‘cause you got to know
That all you ever gonna have to count on
Or gonna wanna lean on
It’s gonna feel just like those raindrops do
When they’re falling down, honey, all around you.
Oh, I know you’re unhappy.
Oh sit there, ah go on, go on
And count your fingers.
I don’t know what else, what else
Honey have you got to do.
And I know how you feel,
And I know you ain’t got no reason to go on
And I know you feel that you must be through.
Oh honey, go on and sit right back down,
I want you to count, oh count your fingers,
Ah my unhappy, my unlucky
And my little, oh, girl blue.
I know you’re unhappy,
Ooh ah, honey I know,
Baby I know just how you feel."
Little Girl Blue