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this is extremely personal to me. often times i think that people do not know the tremendous damage they can do to a
person. this is a total self portrait of the broken child within...small, helpless, lonely, sad, backed into a corner. when i thought
up the idea for this egg, i remember feeling extremely saddened by the image. sometimes i think it is easy to rationalize away
my pain, to try to relate to my abuser, and to ignore that i have forever been changed by another's actions. and i think it was
good therapy for me to see myself on canvas as this tiny egg. i think in some ways it has helped me to relate to that part of
myself. today i like to think i am mending myself quite well, but the truth is, i struggle. i mean when you are trying to fry an
egg, and accidentally break the yolk, the only thing you can do is cook it. but then the yolk is no longer this delicate center,
but instead it is hard. how do i mend a broken center, but not become hardened?
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