A Black Cloud of Bad Thoughts

This piece was a vent type of artwork. Sometimes I feel like a black cloud can form above my head, especially when I least expect it growing. Normally, I would say my artworks are “windows to my soul” yet this is one window I don’t ever want to look through again: or at least, not often. 

I love shading with black, however I also threw in some dark reds in the cake mix of hell. The actual artwork gives me extremely uneasy vibes if I look at it for too long. Drawing this was no easy feat but I’m glad it was done. The white text are the things that can flow through my train of thoughts such as my need to dominate others and a fear of being treaded on. Some chaotic fears include the delusion of feeling “upset” and whenever or not I’m just “faking it” subconsciously. 

The girl has horns in which she touches as validation of the pure corruption she experienced whilst her eye bags are stained with tears of blood. Perhaps she’s dying from the inside out or she’s cried so much that she bleeds. It’s up to the viewer.

This plague molesters her brain and a lot of the abhorrent thoughts resemble fragments of human features like eyes and distorted hands. Yet they all amalgamate into one shitfest which is so heavy, it starts to bleed into the canvas, blocking all view of sight. 

Bottom line is: bad times = bad thoughts but they’re only temporary though they seem perpetual.