Coloured pencils on paper
55 x 85 cm
Trying hard to die. Trying hard to live. Life seems to be divided into these Two Halves. The first one is flat, monochromatic, driven by a constant fear. Reassuring in a way. The second one is hot and burning. There is a fire under your feet, in your joints, in your brain and guts and most of all in your heart. Sometimes it burns out only only to return to live. To be newly reborn, to listen to yourself, to learn, open up and burn again. TO LIVE.