Reflections

Best of Luck!

   My self portrait would be a girl on her knees with her head bowed connected to strings like a puppet in a dark place surrounded by mirrors. In those mirrors there would be reflections of herself but with different emotions on their faces symbolizing memories. In the first mirror there is a girl in a field of flowers with a huge grin on her face, this reflection is remembering the good memories. The memories she is remembering are the birthdays, holidays, vacations, that had her family and friends in it. She was also remembering the time she spent laughing and playing with her friends along with her pets. Two mirrors down there was a girl hugging a pillow with trails of never ending tears streaming down her face, she was reliving the sad memories. The pain she felt when she got hurt, going to funerals, losing a friend. She was reliving the times she cried and screamed in pain and misery. Three mirrors down there stood the girl, but this time she was red with anger and green with jealousy. She was remembering the times she didn't get what she wanted, being picked on by her brothers, not doing something right, not having something everyone else has, not going to places other people have, not wearing the same clothes. She was remembering all the times people have done her wrong and she was just there, like a doll in a box, not being able to do anything about it and that angered her more. Then finally there was a mirror, but this mirror was different, it had extravagant designs around it. This mirror had a blank faced girl stepping through the mirror with her hands tied in strings, the puppeteer. In conclusion, the kneeling girl was me, and the dark space around me was my mind, while the mirrors are my memories. The girl stepping through the one mirror was also me, but the person that I show to people everyday.