Support

April 2003
Acrylic on canvas 51x75cm

This painting happened when I felt like I was being pushed and pulled from every angle by everyone around me, and there was one person who I thought was supportive of me.

Turns out they weren't supportive at all, and hurt me a lot more than they helped me.

It's strange how you can be so blinded by new people. I now have this monument of a painting, for someone who I only knew for three weeks, and who turned out to be very different than I thought they were.