My first memory of a crocodile is fishing through the treasure chest at red lobster, dealing with a crippling anxiety of having to be forced to make a decision right then and there on the spot. I don’t do well making aesthetic decisions under pressure and maybe painting is how I hideaway because i can take a forever. Why my mom kept my boyish hair cut for so long I’ll never know but I do enjoy living under the guise of something else, time to time. #crocodile #psychoanalysis
LISA NG ART 