the girl stood at the end of the cliff, mist swirling about her. her skin was pale and her eyes had a cold look to them. the set of her mouth was grim. before he could react, she turned and dove off into the dark, churning waters below.
One of the great triumphs of this A Level Art project is the fluid exploration of ideas; the confident dance between mediums. Here, with muted colour applied to her own hands, face and shoulders, Lucy becomes the human canvas.