This year I'm going personal, into my deepest thoughts, fears, emotions. the scars that laid there after my dad's passing, how I feel about that, what's the aftermath, the ripples that kept coming. my forgetting and remembering, my great escape, and how I keep standing on my feet. The reasons as of why I want to do everything on my own, even though I need to be pushed for certain things, why I tire myself so much. why I want you to believe in me and why I need me to believe in me more. I'm afraid of changes, but at the same time I love them, I'm shaking. My disappointment in me and I'm not even sure why.
There's more to be said and more to be written
There's more to be said and more to be written
"First memory", acrylics on canvas, 60x20xm
“Workaholic”, acrylics and spray-paint on canvas, 60x20xm
“The inevitable”, acrylics on canvas, 60x20xm
"Time of Impact", acrylics on canvas, 60x20xm
"Denial and Lament", acrylics on canvas, 60x20xm
“Great Escape”, acrylics on canvas, 60x20xm
“Interpersonal perspective”, plaster, plastic, and spray-paint, 52x56x32cm
"A Glimpse of the Door", acrylic and spray paint on canvas, 29,5x25 cm
"Wide open", acrylic and spray paint on canvas, 29,5x25cm
"Solid Gateway", acrylic and spray paint on canvas, 29,5x25 cm
“It Struck me like a bullet in the head”, acrylic and plastic paint on unprimed canvas, 185x137cm
