This is a painting for myself...and I don't care if nobody else would ever like it.

Punk rock music was the only good part of my teenage life. The family was falling apart, daily fights at home, overcrowded apartment, screaming babies, screaming louder parents. At school were only teachers who picked on the dull, fat girl with ugly handwriting and wiry hair ...

Boy George was my hero. He was beautiful (still today) and his voice is second to none.

This is a simple portrait of Boy George in his hey days, singing "The Crying Game".

"One day soon I'm gonna tell the moon...