There is a change in the air. For some time I have been struggling to get used to my situation. And now it is coming. I feel it. It is neither easy for her or for me. Until now I have just been holding on. Existing without control. Sometimes I think of a child on top of a horse and feel liberated by the fact that I do not have to think about it at much as she does. I see the muscles in her shoulders tense and flinch with every move I make. Fascinating thing anatomy is. The way a simple movement can produce so much power. I am here to experience how she deals with it. Defeat. Hers or mine? I have found a subject which I will change. I am the dwarf.
Print on paper 50x70cm