Collage © Kristina Feliciano.Orlando, March 21, 2025
I've been thinking a lot about the concept of betrayal. Experiencing it is like encountering an ominous shadow around a sunny corner, finding yourself suddenly alone. It's often unexpected and always undermining. It leaves you speechless, paralyzed. But betrayal is also an assailant that can be left behind.
Today's collage is composed of a sunprint I made at someone's house on one of those sunny days now gone, a cut-out piece of an old magazine, and a wrinkled detail from a stunning portrait by Paola Kudacki of Rhiannon Giddens that I saved from an old issue of The New Yorker, all mounted on a discolored sheet of construction paper.
I've been thinking a lot about the concept of betrayal. Experiencing it is like encountering an ominous shadow around a sunny corner, finding yourself suddenly alone. It's often unexpected and always undermining. It leaves you speechless, paralyzed. But betrayal is also an assailant that can be left behind.
Today's collage is composed of a sunprint I made at someone's house on one of those sunny days now gone, a cut-out piece of an old magazine, and a wrinkled detail from a stunning portrait by Paola Kudacki of Rhiannon Giddens that I saved from an old issue of The New Yorker, all mounted on a discolored sheet of construction paper.