Description

A thought from and about myself, a concern, again that half circle, but dark this time, indicating oppression. The figures in it are not drawn, but it is about my husband’s head. He has difficulties with his health, but is supported and held together, connected. Of course there is uncertainty. You never know how it will end: threat actually. And it doesn’t give you stability. The unstable element is the water in which your heart (pain) also sinks. It sinks further and further down. Here you can read emotion. The figure in the middle appears to be stable, but it is flushed and holds its hands firmly to itself: steadfastness. Seeing is crossed out. We have to wait and see. How does it end? There is no clarity. The contours of the head have been reduced to the most elementary forms, to a pictogram. The whiteness indicates his condition: sickly, white, which is of course intuitive, contrasting with black, which reinforces the effect and benefits the aesthetics. Of course, this is a universal fact and not just a story.

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