FETAL (24” x 36”- mixed media) “Sometimes all I can do is curl up and hope it goes away,” the child says. Bombs, bullets, beatings, harassment and fighting—the memories are becoming clearer in the mind of the grown man … and they are escalating. “Sometimes all I can do now is curl up into a Fetal position,” he says. “I am held prisoner by the same things that made me. It was dark times in the 1980’s on the streets of Belfast. Funny how the brightest color I ever saw was red.” |