This collage was there for me during some tough moments when I was struggling to live outside my inner dialogue, and the inner dialogue sounded suspiciously like Judge Judy bouncing off multiple despairs.
Thankfully, I clung to that electric green, which is both the smallest and strongest moment in the piece. The green climbs through what can be anything, depending on what Judge Judy is yelling at you that day.
Here is some of the progress. It started as an abandoned nest collage that I eventually scraped and sanded down. So underneath there are still bits of that nest drawing. I like the metaphor of that.
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