February 2nd 2025 | DaF

My Highschool Boyfriend And I Used To Sneak Out At Night To The Graveyard, Where It Was Quiet And The Earth Smelled Damp And Rich And I Tried To Get Him To Love Me. | Andrea Joyce Heimer, 2022

The art of a title. Who says a title has to be some deep metaphor or tell a story with only a few words. Saying exactly what you mean is insanely underrated. When creating a piece of art, there is always a risk that the art will not be perceived the way you intend it, and sometimes that risk is a reminder of how how the world is compilation of individuals and their individual thoughts, views, and beliefs.

When seeing this painting alongside the title, it is hard not to see it as a visualization of the feeling and freedom of young love and mischief. The lengthy title tells the complete story of a late night rendezvous where amongst chaos, two people discovered passion and felt moments of peace. Ultimately it is the emotions of the night and those emotions don't always translate into the daylight. You would think that truth is inevitable in broad daylight, but the I think honesty might live amongst the stars and the moon. This title did not allow me to create my own story, but it still allows me to reflect on the story provided.