I thought this was going to be a rather nebulous book.
I wasn't able to think or feel much when making it.
It ends a period of non-art making.
I had to force myself to turn the pages.
Each one contains the DNA of our sacred cow, the NHS.
When to allow an old and murmuring heart to stop beating?
When that heart continues to beat and the mind is frail,
When and why to prescribe antidepressants?
Come on, let's cheat on death and still make this a rather nebulous book.
Do not resus, but do prescribe antidepressants
Oil pastels, 16 pages, 6x8.5 inches