1987. An exam piece. The title says it all. Through my art I speak the Truth. Often it shows the broken heart and the bleeding therein. What I love about this is that you can see a texture on it, a wooden texture of the old table I was using to draw on. I love this about it, it adds another element of time to it, the rings of the tree immortalised on this piece of paper.
That’s about all I can say on it really.