I've always kept this photo as a reminder of a bad time that I went through whilst working in an office. My Mum took the photo three weeks after I quit this job, unfortunately I was still losing weight. My G.P. informed me that I had Post Traumatic Stress due to my previous work environment.. I decided to make a piece of artwork out of it, because there's something quite special about the journey I've been through and I wanted to create a visual reminder for myself about how far I've come from those unhappy times.
Not for sale.
P.S I want to thank my friends, Rick (who tried to break-in) and Mum who were there for me during this time. I opened up about my treatment there by a few bitter and twisted women and you all listened to me describing my time there.
It must have been hard for you to listen to the things that were happening to me and even harder when I wouldn't leave, but it turned out all right in the end.
I want to give a special thanks to Dawnovski Dawnonovich III (I'm sure that's on your birth certificate). You made me howl with laughter when you told me what happened when you met an ex-colleague of mine, thanks for having my back...You're definitely not cooking for me though ha ha.
You live and learn eh?