JENNIFER TALBOT - featured artwork "Dearly Beloved"
"Prince blew open the doors of gender-bending and sexuality in ways I've never seen a man do before.
And everything he did was done with style, grace and humility - with a hint of exciting mischief in his
eyes. I was 14 years old when I first saw Prince.
There are not many men who can wear those outfits and make a girl basically go crazy. And to think
this will be no more is difficult for me to fathom. Just trying to write this has been difficult for me as I
have been deeply grieving the loss of Prince. Some may not understand. But those who do understand that his lyrics, his voice, his music, his showmanship, his talent and pure genius when it
came to the number of instruments he could play, his fashion sense, his crazy dance moves - were a
part of his fans lives, of my life, for so many years. His music was the soundtrack to my teenage years
and beyond. With so many memories attached in time with friends, lovers, family and self - sometimes
days when all we felt we had was his music to lift us up out of a dark place when a life tragedy, big or
small, had happened - to make us get up and dance - to celebrate life. They understand there were
many firsts with Prince - a first kiss, a first concert, or a first slow dance. Life events embedded into
the minds and hearts of his fans - with his songs guiding the way.
I especially loved the polar opposites of Prince. His larger than life stage presence with his rather shy,
soft spoken and humble ways off stage during interviews. His eyes always said so much more than his
words. And if you paid attention - you would see that. Prince had a mischievous side I always found
fascinating. There was also an air of mystery always about him - which kept you guessing and
wondering - what was inside this electric tiny little sexy package he came in?! And what was he going
to do or say next?! It made me smile. And it made me laugh. He had the world wrapped around his
little finger. And he knew it. I loved that.
Artists expose a piece of their souls when they create. They make themselves vulnerable when they
put those creations out into the world to share with others. You can either choose to be the recipient
of that sacred sharing, or not. And for those of us who have chosen to be the recipients of Princ e's
works, all of which I consider deeply moving and sacred, there is a deep sadness in the realization that
there will be no more fractions of his shared soul coming at us for us to catch and hold onto if we so
choose. And this is why we cry. This is why I cry.
Sweet Prince, I am sad. So very sad. When I think of your last days, my heart aches. Baby, you were a
Star. You were Magic! And now you are an Angel.
Thank you for gathering us together...to get through this thing called Life.
Forever grateful for your boldness.
Rest in eternal sweet peace, my beloved.
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