The Joseph's coat will be finished this afternoon.
What is this woman up to?
For Heaven's sake, what are you doing?
Now, this can dry nicely.
Aftermath, February 3rd
When I look at it now after drying, the acrylic paint has become darker; it is not obvious at first sight, but it is stiff and quite disturbing, yes, it does look a little shocking. Right, and this is intended. It is to make this old, old tale come alive. I had the intention to create a piece of evidence. A crime happened. And crimes go on. Although I use symbols of judaism, I try to move away from a one-sided point of view.
Part of the crime was to abuse parental care for selfish revenge. The killing is pretended. Deception. Another crime.
I created this as a kind of offering. I have sewed for hours and hours and then spilt acrylic paint over it. This is my offering. As I hang it up, I see it as a kind of magic reminder, a fetish of parental love and mourning. And I erect it as a memorial of this.