Spirals

I started drawing my real, physical scar and then the lines followed their own path, connecting everything: body and soul. Seeing these wounds, physical and internal, transferred onto an object (subject) outside me is wonderful. It gives them dignity. Perhaps it signifies finally accepting them for what they are: no longer just a thought but a living thing. Whoever would have thought that they could have become an artwork?
Showing our weaknesses in a material form transformed our defects into something real and perfect, not just aesthetically but also conceptually. Every one of us has insecurities, it is what we have in common with the rest of humanity. You need to stop and take a moment just for yourself, to unearth these fears and recognise them, to find the beauty in them.
My Venus is a spiral between what is inside and what is outside me, between what you see and what remains hidden, between what I cannot hide and what even now, after years, I find hard to accept. But I am really grateful to her because she has taken me on a first step towards a complete understanding of myself.