Pencils stuck in your head, your brain. Experience that cause pain. Experience that cause change. Life that eats at a person’s soul and mind and leaves imprints. Aging that eats at you body. One’s brain that creates memories. Memories that fade and evolve.
I use styrofoam head and I stuck objects in to it. Objects like pencils, needles and chalk. Then I do different paint finishes on it, over it. The paint and finishes will eat and protect at the same time.It creates a landscape of a person’s soul, mind and brain. It represents the life span. Birth to death. Aging, toiling, growing up. THe brain absorbs, rejects and mutate.
From the dictionary…
noun ( pl. lives |līvz|)
1 the condition that distinguishes animals and plants from inorganic matter, including the capacity for growth, reproduction, functional activity, and continual change preceding death”