- Age
23
- Current Location
Batesville, Arkansas
- Hometown
Cushman, Arkansas
- Occupation
Student
- Status
Single
- Ethnicity
White / Caucasian
- Drink / Smoke
Yes/No
- High School
Cushman High School
- Colleges
Lyon College
Batesville, AR(US)
Attended 2003 To 2008
Class of 2008
Major Studio Art
- Student Status
Current Student
- Student Organizations
Kappa Pi Honorary Art Society
- General Interests
Experimental painting, drawing, building custom lowriders, airbrushing and such...
- Hobbies
Working on my lowrider and sleeping!
- Magazines & Newspapers
Art news, Art in America, Lyfe magazine and any truck or tattoo mags.
- Who I want to meet
Ghada Amer!!!!
- Interested in
Networking
- I love
Jesus
- Places I've been
New York, the only place I care to be!!!
- Places I'd like to go
Italy and Chicago
- I'd rather be
in my studio!!!
- Sports
Swimming and wake boarding
- Music
Ray Lamontagne, Korn, Five Finger Death Punch, Flyleaf, REO Speedwagon, Bush...pretty much anything
- TV
Project Runway, Miami Ink, LA Ink , anything artsie fartsie...
- My artist statement for my current works
Deconstructed Dreams and Imprisoning Premonitions
Megan Kinion
With life comes despair, tragedy and sorrow, and eventually everyone has to face it. When I began this body of work I relied solely on the tragedies that lied within my dreams. Actually, they were more like nightmares, where all of my fears played out through the night. Everything that I never wanted to happen did. As I lay subconsciously awake, I felt as if I were pinned to my bed. Though I wanted nothing more, I could neither move nor speak. I felt like a prisoner to something I had no control over.
Within the sick, twisted mind that embodied me each night, I lived the life that I always new would come to be. My real life was too good, and I knew that eventually it would have to come to an end. Good things do not last forever. As I began to live this new, unfamiliar life, I was not alone. Everyone I loved was there, whether I wanted them to be or not. I wish they were not.
In these dreams, I lost everything important to me. My father killed my mother and in turn, I killed him; my love married his love, and my sister was completely devoured by Satan. Other people began to die for nothing less then frivolous actions. I watched these dreams as if I were in a grand theater where all of the doors were locked, and I was forced to sit. Even with my eyes shut, I could still see them.
As time passed and I began to paint these dreams, one by one they fell in line just as I had known them, some more extreme and others less. The unfamiliar life I was so scared of was now familiar, and it was at this time that my dreams changed.
Filled with anger, hurt, and disbelief I began a new journey. Now, even more than before, I was imprisoned. My new dreams were more about self destruction and the repercussions due to the first set. Within these thoughts I awoke many times to find myself unconscious from my unsuccessful attempts at suicide. When I was not attempting to kill myself, I was killing people who had once hurt me. Not the people whom I loved and had hurt me, but those who were merely acquaintances. The kind of people who did not even realize how deeply they had scarred me or that they had even hurt me at all.
Each dream is represented by a certain color. Color is an element I have always used to associate emotion with people and situations. Within the compositions of these paintings, I have included only the parts of the dreams that are significant in my mind. In these parts, I struggled to escape from the sorrow that had such a strong hold on me. Some of the layouts are scenes set in ambiguous spaces meant to represent the uncertainty and unfamiliarity of my dream world while others are merely my emotional reactions to what I had been exposed.
Social
Batesville, AR(US)
Attended 2003 To 2008
Class of 2008
Major Studio Art