19x24” Acrylic on bristol. 2019.

From A BLOODIED KIND OF HOPE, the first solo show by Jillian Adel which showed at Nous Tous gallery in Chinatown, Los Angeles from 9/6-9/18/2019.

Reads:

There are worlds inside of us that only make sense when we remember how bad things used to be. We could go years, decades not remembering, but feeling a part of ourselves, not understanding it, feeling confused and lonely for it. Or we could recall, relive, invite the demons to pull up a chair next to us and press play on the memories of fights in cars so bad you thought the earth would crack open, or the way she left you, they all left you, needing for something but you were always the one doing the giving. Until you stabbed yourself in the stomach with a pair of golden scissors, possessed by whatever demon that day, witchcraft you wish you knew but didn’t, so were afraid of. If only your innocence could save you now. If only she could hear you now. Or then. Could she ever?

The spell is broken now. Jarred and sweaty, but I never forgot the way she left me. Bodies don’t forget.

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