acrylic paint and transferred photocopies on canvas

The wiggling and losing of baby teeth, also known as deciduous teeth, is an important rite of passage, marked by the anxiety of loss (and possible pain!) and the anticipated visit of the tooth fairy. In this painting it serves as a metaphor for the fleeting nature of childhood. Time drains away, like the melting ice-cream cones or extinguished birthday candles, leading us to more sensible concerns – shall it be a, b, c, d or e?