I had an urge. And the urge was to draw. I picked up my pen and out came this man. I have no idea who he is or what he represents…. maybe my therapist or some of you lovely people out there who follow my work might be able to shed some light – comments, suggestions, questions…. please!
To clarify, it is him asking “who am I?” and me (or us, the many parts of me) responding “we don’t know”.
This is probably one of the most confusing (to me) pieces I have produced during my art journal story challenge…. probably means it’s either very significant or not at all 😂😂. Standard Katy Matilda, always at both ends of the dialectic at the same time!