PORTRAITS
I was discussing punishment that was dished out to me as a child with my therapist. I used to be on the receiving end of the wooden spoon (I really did deserve it.) from time to time. My therapist told me that her family had a big spoon that they used for actual cooking and not punishment. They called it the “True Spoon”. I found it humorous.
Interestingly, a mouse decided to make a part of this sculpture a meal shortly after I made it. Apparently this particular type of wax is delicious.
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