"Even Bozos Get the Blues"
I’ve always been picked on by clowns and comedy performers. Out of a crowd of 300 people, I get singled out and become "part of the show." "Just go with it," they say, while I relive every traumatic childhood moment forced upon me for laughs and giggles.
A lifetime of bozophobia has jaded me. I can’t stand velvet paintings. Red Skelton is a great performer, but don’t ask me to look at his artwork. I suppose this fascination and simultaneous revulsion of clownery is cathartic. I watch Killer Clowns from Outer Space once a year for therapeutic reasons.
I have sympathy for sad clowns who are not able to achieve their mirthy goals. And I realize…
I am a clown. I exist between one yuk and the next. What we fear shapes us. Become what you fear to overcome the fear. Become to overcome.
Have you hugged your clown today?
Posted by DoodleBug.Ink on 2020-11-13 14:35:45
Tagged: , clown , abstract , rainbow , sad , eyes , ChromaDepth , 3D , tears , bozophobia , coulrophobia
