An old and rare coloured piece, also made during high school.
In particular this is related to an identity crysis I had, in which I lost what I was and found a new, strange, different person who I wasn't able to recognise.
At the beginning, I still tried to appear to others as my first version I drew as the lovely doll with the perfect fair skin and combed hair, while the second part of me was growing inside my mind, like an unknown demon.
This repression of the red side made me suffer a lot...
This was the origin of my old mental diseases, born from years of submission, injustices, suppression, oppression and interdiction from my free expression through what I drew.
And none was able to read all these messages hidden into the paper; until now.
Just to let people know not all artist had an happy life like they describe, everyone passed through their difficulties.
, traditional art
4 months ago
22 May 2018 02:35 CEST
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