well this painting of me in hospital drag is indeed dragging on.And I love it but it is at the moment keeping me awake at night thinking about what or what not to do.I offered it to the Cairns Base Hospital where I spent that  lovely week. Then received a very nice and long letter explaining it was too large.I, no IT, spent some time in my outside studio, all 1.30x2 m. Life size.I thought after some time I should turn this into a project, an arty project or maybe a little crazy.You see, I had the idea to spray the painting completely black. It has many relief lines and the pyjama is a real one simply flattened. So it would show itself simply by reflection.And it did beautifully. I cheeted a little by spraying side ways with aluminium coloured paint.Then I would douse it in petrol and burn my ''self portrait". Or my "Alto Ego"A friend Mick reminded me of the Phoenix rising from the ashes.That somehow made it to my mind legitimate to burn.To be exhicuted by fire.But as I had this lovely black painting looking at me I fell a little in love with it. With him.How strange, no ? I couldn't just burn it, him, and that is that.I decided to make it brighter. To add flowers and butterflies. To change the dark background to a pale blue.Then I had the wicked idea to copy the painting. Just do it again. Have 2 of them.So I asked Clemens, ( the eternal mate since I was 7 years old in Indonesia), to help me.I layed down on a large thick paper and Clemens traced my body with a pentel pen. Again, the second time.I then cut it out and just for the moment it is hanging in the tree.Why did I copy it ?I thought I could burn the newly arrival and save the now so pretty original me, or it.From my bedroom/computer room I can see me/it hanging in the tree outside and it turns slowly, disappearingfor a split second, reappearing in all its/his glory.Now I cannot even burn that white figure, who looks very much like me and the other one.So now I have two separate painting and  now I'll have to get a third canvas at the required size and will have three oversized paintings. Clemens get your pentel pen ready again.!!!Too many to burn but I'll come to that later.But it is so self analysing. Also a little self rediculing.Ah, as we artist do, I'll try and sleep tonight. Crawl under the God' bed. Maybe I'll understand what this all about.I will print a small amount of booklets. I'll ask Clemens to take a photo of the three of us.Then I'll see what to do next.Start hanging the two figures in the big tree at the back.