A series in progress.
These three were part of the Square Foot show.
The title refers to the injury that almost kept me from painting at all.
When I was attacked out of nowhere, and everyone around tried hard not to notice, I felt a disconnect with my surroundings. An alienation.
A dislocation.
July 17th, 2011 at 10:03 pm
[…] of a brain is a seething awareness of what you’ve done. You took my independence, my art, my means of expression away from me. You made me feel fear in that hospital. I did nothing to you, […]