Schoolbook seven is the most damaged of all the documents. Recovered in pieces, the book has been eroded by mould and damp, many pages beyond restoration despite many external attempts at repair. Several leaves have lost their original contents - adhesive residue is visible throughout the document. The obverse of the Schoolbook is the most severely damaged area, the rear cover almost entirely lost. As with the previous document, the decorations that dominate the bindings originate from the fashion and lifestyle magazines of Naomi's elder sister. The single exemption a cropped black and white photograph of Naomi's father.
As with the later part of the third School Sketchbook (SSB.3), the commencement of the seventh Schoolbook corresponds with an absence of complementary, or indeed supplementary, Extraneous Drawings as if the youngster is once again dispensing all inspiration into a single receptacle. The beginning of the seventh book lay concurrent with the release of the schoolchildren for the half term recess.
Alone with her memories and seventh book for company, Naomi instigates a rapid free association concerning her patrial disquiet; thirty of the sketchbook's pages emblazoned with photographs, heartfelt confession, and noble sketches in only seven days. The later part of this flurry of inscriptions revisits the disjointed imagery of Extraneous Drawings #42-46 though in this instant each image is awarded an appendage of verse by the artist. It is in these writings that the budding genius unclothes her soul, revealing several of the image fixations that persist throughout the corpus of work.
Nearing what psychologists refer to as 'closure', Naomi's recovery is brutally curtailed by the cruel remarks of her teacher, Demaio, "see me now", spewed on the same envelope as her forthcomings. It is not difficult to imagine how that assembly proceeded given the nature of the subsequent work the frail, introverted teenager produced in the seventh document. Revisiting imagery prevalent in the opening Schoolbook (SSB.1), the young artist's anchor resolutely unfastened by the malice of the educational infiltrator, Naomi rebounds withered towards sublimation and metonymies to again express the torment of her condition. The months of unyielding toil diminished in a single callous draught of red ink.