80 x 65 cm
Oil on canvas
£440.oo
This is the third piece in the series and is to my mind the best reflection of my state of mind at the time. Seen behind I am falling down, the tight brittle muscles of my back and shoulders grate against each other and a blade of tension stabs downward piercing my heart now dulled with pain and threatening the very safety I had fled to. The sense of isolation from those around me is more pronounced as is the wooden and stiffness of my movements that convey my feelings of confusion. The small dark place to hide in has become a prison of my own device assailed from every side.