'The City of Disorient'
Fine Art Print (Archival ink on pure cotton Hahnemühle art paper)
Sometimes life is complex, overwhelming and you struggle with feeling disconnected.
I started painting this soon after I had my son Joa, and it took me years to finish because it was painful .
We had to move to Melbourne to be near the Children’s Hospital for around 6 months as our little one needed to have extensive heart surgeries and time in ICU. It was a deeply disorienting time for me, and a strange way to become a mother for the first time. I felt suffocated in the city and dislocated from my home. After a while the city seemed to take on a strange personality, a multi-faced never-ending Escher creature that I sort of floated around in, lost