This is the first in a self portrait series. I painted it from a sketch that I jotted down. None of it made sense when I first drew it, but now that it has had time to brew, the real meaning is beginning to emerge. At the time I did it I felt like I had one foot in each of the two worlds that I was standing in. It also felt like my hands were tied; like I had no choice but to maintain a double life. The center behind me is a calm universe that I was not allowed to enter. It was as if the two worlds I straddled were blocking me from entering the calm I so desired. But on another look the 'calm' world now looks a little stormy to me. I kind of like it without the face. what do you think?