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© Susan Sorrell Hill

© Susan Sorrell Hill

The Illustration Friday word of the week is mask.

A young man in full early twenties regalia caught my eye as I drove through town yesterday. At a distance, I couldn’t tell if he was Thrift Store Aficionado or patron of Eco Hemp Hip, but it was clear that he was going through (if I remember my sociology correctly) the Ashes phase. His long hair, slouchy walk, and baggy, faded and layered clothing proclaimed his individuality as loudly as any bright T-shirt slogan or placard. The message was, “I am my own person now!” (more…)

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c. Susan Sorrell Hill

The Illustration Friday word of the week is disguise.

Consciousness is what we are, behind and above all else. But what disguise will I wear today? Will it be the artist, the lover or the friend? Will it be the neighbor, the daughter or the sister…or the writer, the gardener or the dreamer? What role will I play…what face will I wear today?

And will I be able to remember who I really am, all the while…?


“Untitled” (What face will I wear today?)    (pencil, oil paint on gessoed paper)


Only a few more days to enter and/or vote for your favorite(s) at the Uncovered Cover Art‘s new Blog Launch Contest!

Voting and entry closes August 30th!

(stars will look like this)

If you’re in the voting mood, my own entry, “The Girl With Silver Hands,” would really appreciate your vote, as it’s a very close race! Go to Uncovered Cover Art…type in “girl with silver hands” in the Search by Title box….follow the link…vote by clicking a Yellow Star. If you’ve voted successfully, a “Thank You” will appear just to the right of the stars. (Comments are *always* appreciated, but do not count as a vote.)


And my personal big “Thank You!” to all of you who have already voted!

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c. Susan Sorrell Hill

The Illustration Friday word of the week is artificial.

We’ve all felt it… that subtle, disappointing sense of having been slipped plastic grapes in place of the real, juicy thing—genuine connection with another human. A sense of being treated like an object, an audience, or a source of supply… and it’s exactly the same feeling (if we are paying attention) when we, ourselves interact with another person this way. It registers somewhere deep inside the solar plexus as a loss… and it feels awful.

And yet, this way of being ‘social’ has come to be normal. It is the rare person who will give an honest answer to the question, “How are you?” It is an even rarer person who will welcome a brief glimpse into another human’s life without recoiling. Polite society has become a cold place, and we all suffer to some degree from a sense of alienation… “Making Nice” has become habitual.

The American poet, e.e. cummings (1894-1962) wrote, “To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.” In this age of fast food, text messages and appointment notebooks, such a statement is more true than ever.

Did you know that if a body is in a state of nutritional deficiency, it will reject all but the barest minimum of an artificial vitamin or supplement… but fully absorb that same substance if it is supplied in its natural state from fruit or vegetable? It is the same with human relationships. Many of us are walking around severely malnourished for want of genuine, human connection. Perhaps a Soul malnutrition is the real source of the epidemic of obesity and substance abuse?

What is the solution? Mahatma Gandhi (1869-1948) said it best: “You must be the change you wish to see in the world.” Let us be brave today. Let us take our masks off … and shall we lay down those shields, while we’re at it?

“Parlor Persona” (oil)

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