Can we have sex? So I can forget about sea turtles swallowing plastic bags.« »Can have, so forget about sea swallowing plastic. Painting

She is sitting on the sofa, scrolling through posts...her barefoot feet are touching the expensive hand-embroidered Persian carpet. She is calm and quite content. Suddenly her face turns blank. In a split second something disturbs her peace. A worrying image. A fact. Similar to the ones she had seen so many times before. As a sensitive being that she is, its impossible to discard what she saw. Again. Filled with a feeling of powerlessness, deep sadness and pain, she asks. A kind of question that would offer her a temporary relief. And the answer covered with materialistic logic creeps into her mind. The name of the painting is composed from a statement/a question cut from a paper and its shadow revealing only first words/the answer, of every line in a statement, which can also be seen and revealed on the painting as a small piece of paper posted on a wall.