[pen on paper | 290 x 200 mm]
2020
It is fascinating to watch our efforts to be ourselves. We are torn apart at birth. We are separated from our mother. From parents. We are thrown into the water. We are looking for ourselves, our way, our place in life. Like another rope that takes us through a maze. We are on our own from a certain point. But still, as if still connected to the past.
