new series|new painting|nothing titled or thought through enough yet
After finishing Stories of Eves, I felt an overwhelming sense of aimlessness. There was, however, still the exhibition to look forward to. But after the opening, while shuffling my children, the gallery and nursing what felt like a stomach bug, I thought of something a visitor to my show suggested: my girls dancing. I didn’t think much of it until yesterday, when I started feeling significantly better and I felt that I could breathe, taste, see, hear and touch life again (I know this all sounds so melodramatic but so was the big bang so bear with me!). I thought: why not? A whole series on dance would open so many more doors for my girls. But this time, I think I’ll give them their own names. They deserve it. So here, my dabble with dance begins. Who knows where it will go? I don’t and I’m glad about it.