Zelfportret , oil on canvas 50 x 60 cm.
While painting I was pondering about the question who I am without my name.
I remember being 5 year old and watching the playing children on the school square. How come I have become Gerdi and not her or her or him...I wondered. At home I looked in the mirror and found it bewildering that that strange face belonged to me.
Not using my name is like disconnecting from family patterns and cultural setting. Who am I without all the stories which have shaped my life?