Sitting at my table drawing because I don’t want to pay my TV licence.
Everyone’s overdrawn. I’m lacking inspiration. I’m losing patience.
Draw the curtains because the night is closing in.
It’s too cold to go out. I’m sick of living in my own skin.
People are being encouraged to do it for themselves.
Where has the community gone? Where do I belong?
Not knowing what is going on in the age of information.
This is the new normal. Caring is becoming informal.