Last night, I looked in the mirror and I sighed because I was bloated. Then I sat down and wept a while for my grandmother who died of cancer eight years ago and was too beautiful of a woman to die. Then after that, I thought, I bet my period will start tomorrow. And today, it did. I think this is part of what makes life so beautiful.


Just as with my still life drawings, I continued to explore the world of sensation, in a very personal, arguably domestic sort of way. I drew my inspiration directly from my own life, as I lived it, without censorship.

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