Ana Hana Jaeger

Talk. That is what I do in my paintings. I tell a story, short and simple, true and sincere, devoid of flowery language and superfluous words. I speak softly, lose control from time to time, and under it all simmers a nagging murmur of unrest peculiar to homes that are allegedly normative but in which “the gray suffering of their residents is initially not apparent and requires deciphering”
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