My art is the result of what happens when my emotions escape from the place within me, where I've kept them prisoner. Their cries; some in pain, anger, resentment, frustration, and on rare occasions joy, will erupt onto paper, canvas, or whatever material that's been chosen as the arena for their voices to be heard.
My brushstrokes are at times tamed. While at others, they show a passion that longs to be free, a voice that no longer can remain silent, and cry for a companion along to understand them! My colors are at times at odds with what some might deem to be complimentary. But who can dictate what another feels in their expression of one's self? I speak the truth in ever piece and never hold back!
- Billie Allen