The word ‘run’ is a very evocative one for me. In 1995 I was assaulted by a stranger, one night right out of the blue. No warning. Bam. Aside from the many ramifications, for a long time after, all I wanted to do was run. Not in the ’let’s go for a run’ sense, but to run away, to escape from my life, from everything, from everyone. To move to a new place a long way from home and just be alone, where nobody knew me or anything about me, where I would be a stranger. It was so tempting. Then one morning I woke up and it wasn’t the first thing I thought about.
Photo composite & digital work. Images taken with Motorola V9 mobile phone camera and edited in Photoshop CS4. A source list of brushes I use in my work is on my profile page.