I have spent years producing work, and for what? so it can sit there and collect dust, particles of dead skin cells, floating accumulating in the grains of the canvas. With my uniquely consumed thoughts I dreamt it, with my hand it came into creating… but its the death of my epidermis that hides it.
I am inspired by the people i see, most of the time by subtle look, a curve or a seductive expression or pose. Women they inspire me
The ability to share my work. I am an introvert when it comes to my work
my daughter is my world. second to her is the ability to tranced into a higher level of conscience