A mixture of me in 2013 and 2015. A self portrait, a fragment of a memoir, but more accurately a portrait of my imaginations. I travel in real time and physically, but I also travel in my mind and the two are intricately intertwined. These are my wishes/desires/fears/alternative realities that I have imposed on the dullness of life. Or. I have let real life infiltrate into my inner world. So. Welcome.
I’ve also experimented with the form. The illustration style is fluid – it begins and ends at completely different places. The start is minimalist and clumsy; then pen is replaced by charcoal, charcoal by indian ink; small little scribbly lines become big confident sweeps. You’ll find out…maybe..
My Legs Transported Me // 5 euros or 6.5 NZ dollars // ink on thick white paper // 21 by 29.7 cm //
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