It was at this time I turned my hand to cartoons mainly, bringing out my sense of humour but not always. Art was, just as it is today, my outlet, voice, way of controlling my world.
Living in London, I didn’t feel safe. It was quite common to carry panic alarms with us as muggings and rapes were always in the news. Most worryingly of all, in the local news. As a young woman I felt frightened and vulnerable. It seemed as though, as women, we were prisoners in our own homes. I was angry and scared and expressed that here.
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