My name is Alexander Luke Osborne.
I would like to start of, what has been going with me, and in which, has then got me to embark onto my final degree project, Prestige…
It was the 4th of December 2013, and I was sitting in one of the empty rooms, downstairs in Prettys Solicitors, in Ipswich. I was helping to hang the soon to be recent, ‘Trafalgar‘ exhibition.
At about 11:30am, I wasn’t feeling one-hundred percent, so I decided to give my Mum a ring, to let her know how felt. I said to her, I wasn’t feeling ‘not quite with it‘, in which she replied, ‘have you eaten anything?‘, and I said, ‘no‘. I then decided, to get something to eat from McDonalds. After a few minutes of talking, I said goodbye to my Mum, and hung-up.
I got in my car, and drove to the restaurant, which was only five minutes away. I decided to sit inside for a change, and I ordered a Big Mac, large fries and a large Coca Cola (no ice), and as I said that, in which I soon remembered, I was a student! By flashing my student card at the cashier, I got an extra cheeseburger, for free!
After I finished my meal (which I still had a cheeseburger left), I drove back to Prettys, feeling a bit better. A couple of hours ticked by, and around 1:00pm, I really felt really weird. I said to the janitor of Prettys, ‘my left arm feels numb’, as I lent over a nearby chair. I didn’t know what was happening! It was like my mind was sober, but my body, was as drunk as hell! I remember all of it, from me falling to the ground, pissing my pants (no matter what, I couldn’t control it), to me riding in the ambulance. About a week later in hospital, I realised what has happened to me. I have had a Stroke.
More than a year has past since I had my Stroke. If that is not enough, I have had a tumour in my Stomach the size of an orange, in which, the Stomach had to be removed. It has been a tough year, but now I can see the lighter side of life.
I make my Artwork to represent the troubles and tribulations that I have gone though. Starting right back at the beginning, when I was two years of age I had Cancer. Now, the Radiotherapy that saved my life may have been the cause of my Stroke.
When I was in hospital, a week after my Stroke, and I lost the use of my right arm, I thought that was it. I didn’t want to live anymore. But one day, I picked up a pencil, and drew a picture, which then I decided to paint. I knew right then, there was a purpose. A ‘New Dawn’ has begun. if I never had my Stroke, I would of never have found my tumour, which gave me the idea for my Gallows. The tumour resulted in me having no Stomach.
Welcome to the Prestige…