“Beauty is only skin deep,” seems a trite, trivial cliche. Until you catch a glimpse of Megan Mars‘ adept acolyte, softly tearing into a vein in order to unleash her volcanic creativity.
When released, this stream, bubbling just below the surface, eclipses the finite but beautfiul shell that has been restricting its flow. And so we have a whole new vision in the word “bombshell.”
To define her work solely in terms of well-illustrated, buxom beauties would be to miss the crux of her message.
Megan’s In the Blood is more self-empowering than self-deprecating; more self-portrait than sexy siren. It shows the artist’s dual nature, and indeed the dual nature of every woman who wishes at once to please convention and damn the lot of them. The inner battle between good and evil here is more akin to the battle between passion and decorum. One’s perspective leads to judging which is which.
All of her pieces, in fact, display this countenance, the ability to be grim while beautiful, to be shocking while lovely, or to be disarming while at peace. The women she brings to life look as though they can fend for themselves. As though had Megan not given them life with pen or brush, they would have forced their way out of the tube or bottle on their own steam.
Megan Mars’ work is beautiful, so much less for the bomb shell than for the bomb core.
Please let us know what YOU think about Megan’s work by leaving a comment below, and by rating her portfolio. Come back next week – same time, same place – to check out our next hearted artist!
P.S. You’ll never be cool like Megan if you don’t submit your artist portfolio! And if you’ve already submitted, we’ll be picking another hearted artist next week – it might just be you!