I’m honestly not sure when this is from…at a guess, 2001 or 2002 at the latest. I used charcoal to draw the woman and managed to get a nice rocky texture for her skin by using the sides of my charcoal stick. (it happened as an accident the first time, like most of what I do.) I added to her sense of confinement and hopelessness by stitching the matboard around her with embroidery floss.
I thought she was sold for the longest time, but then she turned up again the other day. I guess she’s imprisoned by my horrible storage techniques. I’ll try and remember to actually take her to my next show.