51×40cm
Acrylic on canvas.
A reflection on invisible chronic illness and feelings of otherness. Of feeling broken, misunderstood, overlooked and an exhaustion so deep it’s embedded in the very fibre of my being.
While fronting with an exterior that was built out of survival and fear. Smile, be pleasant, fit in. These rules kept me safe but kept others out. Now the mask is so fused that I’ve forgotten how to take it off and the smiling exterior betrays the scream for help from within.
I want to let you in, but what happens when you see the apples are bad?
51×40cm
Acrylic on canvas.
A reflection on invisible chronic illness and feelings of otherness. Of feeling broken, misunderstood, overlooked and an exhaustion so deep it’s embedded in the very fibre of my being.
While fronting with an exterior that was built out of survival and fear. Smile, be pleasant, fit in. These rules kept me safe but kept others out. Now the mask is so fused that I’ve forgotten how to take it off and the smiling exterior betrays the scream for help from within.
I want to let you in, but what happens when you see the apples are bad?
