CABIN OF SOLITUDE

 

Cabin of Solitude

Painted in Gimp with Acrylic brushes.

Appeal of spending time in a cabin in distant area is too strong for some folks. Cutting off from society and worrying about only what’s near you, there’s something very primitive to it. With great communication tools, we take it granted to be in touch with our loved ones all the time. Still, everyone needs the space to reflect upon their choices, refresh and regroup their mental faculties.

The concept of cabins and living in solitude has changed in my mind over the course of my life, actually many many times now. 

Just like most people, I was raised to be dependent on people for emotional support and company. Although it can be quite useful to have someone to confide in but as I grew older, something altered in my mind, so slowly that I could not notice it until I almost became a misanthrope.

I don’t really hate people but sometimes it’s even better to not be around them. With solitude in a cabin like this, in the middle of nowhere, your secrets are safe. One does not have to have dirty, dangerous things to hide but there are aspects of our soul and personality which are better kept hidden. I seek such peace and tranquility, which doesn’t mar the essence of me but rather accentuate my true self.

I want to paint the walls of this cabin with a sleek little design which makes no sense and has no meaning. I want to still love it because it is mine. A little stream flowing beside the cabin would be heavenly. I wouldn’t be friends with deer, which comes to drink water but I wouldn’t like them to spook when I come out to see them. I want to see a little tortoise taking sun bath beside the stream. This dream doesn’t require much to be done but it requires a lot to be wished. I wish all my wishes come true and this happens out of nowhere as anticipation would just ruin the organic charm of the whole situation.