I want to do a work that I can tolerate doing, day after day. When I was on my stint of creating art, I loved it. I invented my own art every day, for around two years. I accumulated a tidy collection of drawings, paintings, embroidery, and applique. I felt safe in my sanctuary and created art without hearing criticisms.
After I went out in public, I heard gaslighting, rejection, manipulation and deceit.
For a while, I continued to create my art in pictures and words. This blog contains the development of my works.