Stop me if you’ve heard this one before : / But I think of myself as having invisible regions, like a black hole, where nothing and no light ever escapes and nothing can be known of what is held there.
This pink and black painting has a very raw surface with waves and ripples of thick paint bringing texture . Acrylic on canvas.
50x60cm, 38mm deep.
The text on this original is drawn from stories written collectively by parts in my inner world in a kind of automated writing that slips past the audit of my dominant self. The text may be used in other works.
Stop me if you’ve heard this one before : / But I think of myself as having invisible regions, like a black hole, where nothing and no light ever escapes and nothing can be known of what is held there.
This pink and black painting has a very raw surface with waves and ripples of thick paint bringing texture . Acrylic on canvas.
50x60cm, 38mm deep.
The text on this original is drawn from stories written collectively by parts in my inner world in a kind of automated writing that slips past the audit of my dominant self. The text may be used in other works.
