Film

I was Filmed adding the final detail of the intricate pencil drawing of the iconic photograph of the man who had tried to take my life, Peter Sutcliffe, The Yorkshire Ripper. In the final scene, I smile as I rip up my drawing, one I had taken so long to recreate. Sutcliffe’s face is ripped in half. The torn pieces of paper are shown falling to the floor and one of his eyes can be seen on a shred, landing on the ground below my feet and looking into the lens of the camera. I am filmed treading over the shreds and walking out of shot. For the first time, Sutcliffe is the victim and I am the triumphant survivor. I had finally found a way of stepping out of the frame. I no longer felt I was running away. I had the perfect way to reclaim my story.