The troubled faces of Stefan Zsaitsits illustrious imagination are unforgivably unforgettable. They dare us to look at them. Some are admirably well put together and others are scribbled with hidden or deliberately disguised features. And… Well, some just give up and hide beneath a paper bag with two modest holes to peer from. My favourite being the young woman or girl with her palms planted firmly to her face… She reminds me of me.
Author: Raji Kaur