Abraham Lincoln going through the right door 50cm x 65cm. Indian ink, crayon & pencil on drawing card £350
Su odisea le ha arrastrado por todo lo más inhóspito y lo menos esperado de todo cuanto hay en esta vida. Puerta tras puerta, ha sufrido humillaciones sin límite, ha pasado mil y una vergüenzas, y las más borchornosas situanciones le han cortado el hipo, curtido la digestión y quitado el pellejo. Ha dudado de su misión hasta creer que lo que hacía no tenía valor, pies ni cabeza tampoco. Pero mira, ahí sigue, en la brecha.
His odyssey has dragged him to the most inhospitable and god-forsaken corners of this existence. Door after door, he has undergone limitless humiliations, has had to swallow his pride and hang his shame around his neck countless times, the most embarrassing situations have caused him to nearly choke on his own vomit and rip his own flesh from between his toes. He has had serious doubts about his mission, to the extent of thinking that what he was doing was totally pointless. Yet here he is, once more in the breech.
And that was me, in the bottom right-hand corner
This sister drawing to "right door" was done a few years after it. Although "wrong door" wasn't done with a sequel in mind, the two certainly go together.