I have been drawing my sick matchstick men/women/both today. Just purging out the vulgar parts of life again! Like meditation has its place, so do these a detoxing of the mind, a constant burden on my shoulders. Not too sure if I should put them up, still thinking.
Sometimes I feel like I am in a cage. It’s like a fuckin Zoo!
Refine my art practice, do not think of in terms of material, the subject matter needs to stand out, concerns at the core, adult combined with child, me making visible men/women, justice, Meena Kumari, female abuse on screen and off, child-like nature of dressing up, subjected male authority, co-opting with the abuser, reacting to abuse, Stockholm syndrome, revisiting the past.