This piece is a self-portrait. I am shown having crows flying and flowing within my body and emerging through my mouth with tears pouring over my cheeks. I suffer from body dysmorphia, some years much more severe than others. I wage war on my body despite all it has done for me. This piece honours those moments of freedom when BD is not clouding my eyes and I am able to see myself and my body as beautiful and capable. That moment of freedom and sadness from the wounds I have caused my body, when it has done nothing but serve me. C≈ìur de Corbeau means “heart of the crow”, an intelligent bird that is family oriented and can be very noise and abrasive. I’ve always had a bit of a loud voice, deep and with crow-like laughter.

Limited edition print, 25 editions.

Dimensions shown include 1″ white border which includes print number, artwork title, and artist signature.