In the sea of unspoken words there is her ocean. There is a fierce force trying to silence her voice, until it’s sweet like a pastel mint or small and cute like baby pink. It is done over and over and over again… Violently, jokingly, playfully, forcibly. She is ignored, shouted down, disqualified, critiqued.
And still, she is red and black. She speaks.
Created using acrylics on 70 x 50 cm canvas.
Bought by a private collector.
