Self Reflection

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Somebody’s Daughter Theatre offers women within the prison system in Victoria the opportunity to participate in weekly art workshops. Participants are introduced to a range of art materials and given guidance to explore their self-expression and creativity in a supportive environment. Artworks produced by the women are exhibited annually in conjunction with the Somebody’s Daughter Theatre Production for the prison community, family and friends, dignitaries including members of parliament and the general public.
Often I try to self-reflect which turns into waves of rings around me. This picture reflects my days in general; life is static, surrounded by waves around.
Clearly you only have to nominate ‘time travel’ as the subject of a writing competition to get people thinking.
Time, for me, was at first just “the clock on the wall” at high school. When is lunch? When will this test finish? And when is home time?
Have you ever found yourself at the bottom of a well?
The decay of an atom indicates that time itself has passed, it is the origin of our concept of time.