i started making art using old, almost empty printer cartridges, in an effort to waste nothing. in doing so, i realised it was a very satisfying outlet as it uses the exact same motions as cutting. the violent creation of lines, but instead of drawing blood, i draw my demons with ink. i represent the turmoil within, on a canvas that is not my body. i hope this way of coping continues to help as well as it has this week.