1. The Death. Going Up, Leaving the Hospital. Leaving Everything.
My father died on February 3rd, this year.
Then, something switched off in me. I wasn’t able to draw or paint, or write, or create anything. I realized it had something to do with my father’s death. The whole event and the emotions and feelings and thoughts related to it were always in my head. I figured I had to sort of get them out. Convert them into something meaningful. This is the first move in that direction. Water colors.