Feingold Gallery: Coming Out, A Cold Day in Hell

(posted for a friend)

My mind in its constant state.

A disjointed world. Acting bravely to make it more coherent?

"Coming out" about a "disability" or "mental illness" can be at once relieving yet create a whole new set of negative feelings.

between "here" and "there". numbness yet fear. cold glass shatterring and breaking the silence.

 

(Ok...i think i am ??)

Separated from possibility by a thin sheet of glass.

Sometimes you leap from those windows into the abyss and ... there are just more windows, more abyss.

This seems angry to me, like the artist wanted people to be confronted with who they actually were.  It seems sort of like a challenge.

Falling. A descent into a hostile environment. A conflict between more than one  self, a shell of one's self.

The pain associated with trying to break free from his own mind. The heat of hell alone is not enough to represent the pain, instead something so cold that it can freeze over hell is needed.

Acknowledgement does not make reality/the experience of this individual any more accessable or any less surreal.

are the feelings evoked by the snow, skulls, and obscured windows--not an inviting environment to seek out or step into.  

Does this compare homosexuality to a mental illness?  This person will never come out.  Perhaps they're scared. 

Reminds me of the twilight zone... I didn't  pick up on the homosexual "coming out" idiom until reading other posts... is there another way to interpret that phrase?