TORA Vicoria was becoming more visible although not yet fully Self conscious in my works. I felt it time to move on somehow. Some creepy feeling of being cornered. I started dating and fell in love – somewhat. We went on a trip to Asia together and it was there I decided to go back to art–school. This long time longing – an urge, of something I had to do; finally I mannered up and took a decision. I needed a boost – a career boost and sharpened effort and fundament for my art. What if they wouldn’t accept me? An artist with decades of practice on my resume, rejected by the entrance committee? What then? Love gave me confident and of course I was accepted – Love concurs all and next year a new époque, new start with tremendous results.
