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=Missing Something= "toc Ink, resin, marble.

Something Missing by Margo Maris
The weight on my shoulders is crushing. It haunts me most every night. My pain is invisible to you. Why can't you see how I fight?

At this age, I thought I'd be carefree, Enjoying my life to the hilt. So many demanding so much of me. Why do you think I wilt?

Anger covers up my intense inner fears. Humor does the same for my pain. Stress gives birth to irritability. Why can't you see the strain?

You joke about the pressure I feel. Not important to you in the least. You live your life free of pain and guilt. Why can’t you see my grief?

When I need to cry on your shoulder, And be comforted for a while, You misunderstand the affection I give. Why do you try to beguile?

After so many years you still don’t know, This person who is me. I’ve tried to explain so many times. Why don’t you hear my plea?

-Uploaded by Daniel Kennedy

=Something's Missing=

I've got two wheels on my tricycle and four toes on each foot I've got six days in my week and up with this I will not put I'm a bath without a plug and I'm a handle with no jug I'm a kiss without a hug unless you're near me I've got three strings on my violin and I'm an only twin Something's missing, something's missing, something's ing

Well, my cat has only got eight lives, he chases two blind mice On my birthday, when I get three cheers, they only cheer me twice I'm an oil well with no oil and I'm a plant that has no soil I'm a kettle that won't boil unless you're near me Two and two make three when I add; "You're an orphan," says my dad Something's missing, something's missing, something's ing

But, whenever you come close to me, my life is all complete No longer do I have four toes, no longer two left feet I'm a playground full of swings and I'm an eagle with his wings I'm a nightingale that sings because you're near me Now, my love, I beg you stay because, when you stay, then I can say Nothing's missing, nothing's missing, nothing's missing

~Paul Tracey

=**Imago and the Loss of Reason**= Missing Something illustrates the loss of reason. The title is "Missing Something", meaning that something has been lost. In the picture there is a disembodied head, which could be interpreted as the thing that is missing. When one thinks of the head, they think of the brain, and when thinking of the brain, reason and logic come to mind. So, without a head, one is without the things associated with the head i.e. reason and logic. No reason and logic means that there are no bounds to thoughts. Imagination runs rampant and fantasy spills over uncontrollably. The face also has wrinkles, representing an old person. "Old" means more years, which theoretically means a wiser individual. If the thing you are missing is old in the picture, then it means age has been taken away. This reinforces the thought that the missing thing is reason itself, represented by the head. If you have lost your head, and lost reason, then you are not seeing things clearly. If you are not seeing things clearly, opinions from childhood and earlier years can not be changed. This is where imago comes in. Imago is a veiw of something unchanged by the years, and if you do not have logic and a brain, then there would be no change. So in conclusion, if you were missing something, like your head in this picture, you would not have the ability to change something from an Imago, to change your opinion from a child's P.O.V. in your head. It would be there forever; an idea that does not die, does not age, and does not weather in the force of your reason when there is none. by KAYDREN ORCUTT

=Traveling through the Dark= =//William Stafford//=

Traveling through the dark I found a deer dead on the edge of the Wilson River road. It is usually best to roll them into the canyon: that road is narrow; to swerve might make more dead.

By glow of the tail-light I stumbled back of the car and stood by the heap, a doe, a recent killing; she had stiffened already, almost cold. I dragged her off; she was large in the belly.

My fingers touching her side brought me the reason— her side was warm; her fawn lay there waiting, alive, still, never to be born. Beside that mountain road I hesitated.

The car aimed ahead its lowered parking lights; under the hood purred the steady engine. I stood in the glare of the warm exhaust turning red; around our group I could hear the wilderness listen.

I thought hard for us all—my only swerving—, then pushed her over the edge into the river.

When I was listening to Zach Chessman's interpretation of Missing Something, I thought of this poem. The cold colors represent death, which are around the face. The warm colors represent life, which is around the "dark" spot. Zach also thought that the face was a mother, and the black spot was an unborn child. "Traveling through the Dark" fits in with Zach's explanation. The dead mother-deer (which is described as cold) is like the cold face in Timpson's work, and the unborn deer is like the lively black spot. In the poem the baby deer is described as warm, just like the warm colors around the unborn child in the artwork. So this poem gives "Missing Something" the meaning that the unborn baby (the dark spot) is "never to be born": it will be missing something, missing life. From Sara Stamatiades

=Monty Python Image=

The absurdness of the floating head in //Missing Something// makes it the oddest of Timpson's work, and relates it to a similarly weird area of art, the animation in "Monty Python's Flying Circus." This picture just got added by **__//BELVIN OLASOV//__**

=Isolation=  This piece shows one individual's disconnection from other people and from everything but his or her own thoughts. In a way, the character depicted is isolated from the rest of the world, which many people can relate to. This makes the piece particularly appealing to those who have experienced this sensation before. __[|http://www.futurity.org/health-medicine/depressed]__ <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> By: Liz Bryant

=<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Something's Missing =

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">By John Mayer
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I'm not alone, I wish I was. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Cause then I'd know, I was down because <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I couldn't find, a friend around <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">To love me like, they do right now. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">They do right now.

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I'm dizzy from the shopping malls <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I searched for joy, but I bought it all <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It doesn't help the hunger pains <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">and a thirst I'd have to drown first to ever satiate

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Something's missing <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And I don't know how to fix it <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">something's missing <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And I don't know what it is <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">At all

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">When autumn comes, it doesnt ask. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It just walks in, where it left you last. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And you never know, when it starts <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Until there's fog inside the glass around your summer heart:

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Something's missing <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And I don't know how to fix it <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">something's missing <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And I don't know what it is <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">At all

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I can't be sure that this state of mind, is not of my own design <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I wish there was an over the counter test, for loneliness. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">For loneliness like this.

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Something's missing <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And I don't know how to fix it <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Something's missing <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And I don't know what it is <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">No I don't know what it is <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Something's different <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And i don't know what it is <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">No I don't know what it is

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Friends -check- Money -check- <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">A well slept -check- Opposite sex -check- Guitar -check- Microphone -check- Messages waiting for me, when i come home <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">-check-

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">How come everything I think I need, always comes with batteries <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">What do you think it means

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">How come everything I think I need, always comes with batteries <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">What do you think it means


 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">By Eric Donald **

Portrayal of Imago
"Something's Missing" by Ben Timpson is the complete definition of what happens to a person when they become consumed by Imago. Imago, by definition, is putting something upon a pedestal, much like a child does with their parents in thier childhood. Imago can represent an unatainable goal, or something that somebody wishes to be, but feels as if they could never reach that goal. The face in this piece is wrinkled, as if the person has had the life sucked out of him. When trying to be something higher than oneself, it can become life-sucking, boring, and stressful beyond compare. The colors that are drained from the piece are also a prime example of this. - SIERRA DEBROW =What is Missing?=



In the picture above is obviously missing a body, just like the face in Timpson's, Missing Something, and has a very confused look on her face. This could represent that even though the figure is missing a huge part of it, it doesn't know what even though it is the biggest part of itself. I believe the meaning to Timpson's work is that he is trying to portray the message that the answer sometimes is sometimes the most obvious one. Wyatt Ball

=Christina's World=

Andrew Wyeth, 1948
This famous painting by American artist Andrew Wyeth relates to the lonely tone in //Missing Something//. They both depict a person appearing to be lost. In Wyeth's painting, the girl's looking direction and the receding grass creates movement in the painting from front to back. In Timpson's piece, the texture of the person's face next to the blue background causes the face blend in and the dark circle to come forward. Similarity is shown between the pieces because they both move in a direction //away// from the person. The technique of movement away from a figure helps create a feeling of loneliness, solitude, or isolation in that person. Posted by: Henry Camp

=ANALYSIS= When looking at Timpson's "Missing Something" I am reminded of the style of a woodcut. In a woodcut a subject is defined by space that is either carved out and missing or present. "Missing Something" is made up of ink and depicts a concentrated ball of black ink runs. A head is connected to this mass by strands of this same blotchy line. This head's features are created by the same ink splotches and details that created the sphere which it hovers above. With all of this in mind I was led to believe that the ink sphere is representative of man's dark flaws and as much as humankind, represented in a hovering face, tries to separate itself from them they are connected to their darker side, as seen in the trails of ink connecting the head to the ball. Not only are we connected to this corrupt section of ourselves we are defined by these dark flaws in our very existence.

Added by Elise Gruber