i started
making
art using
old,
almost
empty
printer
cartridges,
in an
effort
to waste
nothing.
in doing
so,
i realised
it was
a very
satisfying
outlet
as it
uses
the exact
same
motions
as cutting.
the violent
creation
of lines,
but instead
of drawing
blood,
i draw
my demons
with
ink.
i represent
the turmoil
within,
on a
canvas
that
is not
my body.
i hope
this
way of
coping
continues
to help
as well
as it has
this
week.