Memory Empty

This collection speaks of the way we make memories. Just as our travel bag gets emptied when we get back home, so does our brain empty its contents on my canvas after a long meditation. It's a discomforting sight, that of a Donald Duck head mounted on top of the body of an apparently beautiful woman. The glazed frozen looks that surround Donald are also sources of unrest. And then, on that beach and in that scary mood, the flying baby that passes in-between the two storks: a sign of good times to come. On that beach, and in that situation,