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Wish I could remember everything I did in 2001 but when you move countries and leave a lot of your life behind, it’s hard to keep track. What I do know is that somewhere in 2001 I was frustrated beyond belief because this lovely number was my release.
A very very long moment of abject and utter frustration with my life that needed an outlet, this black paper stuck to board savaged by a white and a grey oil pastel crayon = the outlet. Boy, was that healing!
That’s the funny thing about time though… try as I might, I cannot think what I was so frustrated about but I bet back then it was tantamount to the “end of the world” as I knew it. Nice to look back and laugh at myself, at least I have a lovely piece of art to show for it!
NB: My very old pieces do not have work-in-progress photos. Sorry!
