What Kind of Soup Am I?

Acrylic and Ink on Wooden Panel

50x50cm

A liberation painting, joyful, with a strict context of a woman's daily game with the world. Foraging, a harvest moon over the fields, tea with lemon, a daily mackerel salad. Anxiety for my children, an ocean of tears where a periwinkle could live and my childhood nickname Radish, forever stuck to me for my unreal adaptability.Above it all a guiding blue star, if you dare to look up This is the recipe for my personal soup.

What kind of soup are you?