Bare Paper
Drawing naked people in another life
I have a large blue plastic art case in my possession, fly-spotted, battered and with a broken clasp. It hung around my rented and barely-furnished house in Oxford. It came with me to my girlfriend’s, later wife’s house on the other side of town.
It made the trip in a 40-foot container all the way around the world to Australia in 2002. It has hung around our…