Sorry, no clever title today. This one had a meaning beyond drawing for Drawlloween 2016. This is what depression feels like. Lost in the darkness with a heavy weight above you ready to crush. The doorway is just right there to escape but you’re too afraid to move. I’ve had people suggest I frame this piece and hang it. The reminder I have to keep fighting is a tattoo I carry with me everyday. Hanging this up serves no point, IMO, than to have a conversation piece inside my safe zone. Not having it.
Theme of the Day: Entombed Tuesday
The Eclectic Zaftig Chick 