Left In The Desert Artwork - Limited Edition of 100

I seem to have missed this section in the past - being of an older generation there is probably more to say and write about than the person reading this will have the patience to get through. Although I imagine that, from time to time, some profiles would be quite entertaining. Perhaps all of these self profiles should be collated in the future - it would give us an interesting snapshot of the human condition of our times. How do we perceive ourselves and through which lens do we gaze? This will certainly be more self deprecatory than most, owing to timing of birth in the 1950s when to say anything that might be considered to be remotely self - congratulatory was frowned upon .To push oneself forward or to examine oneself, ( mentally emotionally, morally, physically etc) openly, was considered to be extremely bad mannered. All such self regulation has now of course disappeared and we are almost pariahs for not flaunting our mangled consciousnesses upon the messy floor of social media. I am a political animal of the female kind of advanced years, sixty seven of them in fact, with addiction in my DNA. Fortunately for me, the substance that coursed the veins of my ancestors took a right turn somewhere along the road and drawing replaced the whiskey. The drawing you have to understand was, in today's terminology of displacement theory, a way of coping with the alcohol consumption that I was consuming by proxy. So, there you have one view of the stage. Art as a coping mechanism. In other words the work that I produce is tangentially existential to my being and I am addicted to it. Whether this is a positive or a negative force is debatable. I was in a privileged position growing up in as much as art was encouraged and my A Levels were in Art, History of Art and History and have pursued a forty five year career in photography working for agencies in London, Birmingham and Malaga.I specialised in Early Renaissance Art but of course covered all movements since. My degree course included not just practical photography but also theory, particularly semiotics, from Foucault to Umberto Eco, Berger to Roland Barthes etc. My tutor was Victor Burgin.Currently I am working in the arena of what seems to have become entitled Mixed Media. As my origins are deeply rooted in photography, the advent of digitalization was an irresistible and inevitable step for any one with an ounce of curiosity inside them, once an apple computer with abundant software became available.