By adminzx 
Introduction: Time as Trauma, Paint as Memory
Abstract art excels at visualizing the intangible. In “The Wheels Hung on My Bones,” time and personal history are translated not into clocks or faces, but into symbols of enduring pressure.
Wheels as Timekeepers
Wheels often symbolize cycles — of days, trauma, history. Hanging them on bones transforms the metaphor: time is no longer external. It presses down on us. We carry it. We become the clock.
Bone as Symbolic Structure
The skeletal reference evokes both strength and exposure. Bones are hidden, yet here, they are made visible — maybe even vulnerable. The painting metaphorically undresses the self, showing what usually lies beneath surface identity.
Material Honesty and Abstraction
This piece likely uses rough textures, dry-brushed strokes, perhaps even palette knife techniques — not to beautify, but to tell the truth. The rawness becomes a narrative tool, where each smear is a remembered hour.
Final Words: A Portrait of Burden and Continuity
In a sense, this painting is a portrait — not of a person, but of a condition: the persistent feeling of motion within stagnation. It shows us what it means to survive, to endure, to keep rolling even as the wheels grow heavier.