Vomit on the Vatican by an Ex Catholic (or it could be titled I was

dead by the time I was 14 years old but me heart kept beating on.)

The plastic vomit cost alot of money but was worth every cent. I

stayed up all night gluing it on the canvas with vengeful glee.

Cathartic outpouring artwork from 2 years ago. We live with

everything but some things must be told for the next generation.

Dedicated to all who suffered profoundly as children within the

Catholic religion. We don’t cry anymore only on the inside.

Mhaire Marscal/Mary Marshall