The endless “pain”
The drawing “Pain” it represents ME. After years of looking for myself of trying to make happy and satisfy every single person in my life I was starting to lose it.
In high school I had many attempts of drawing but I had no success I even tried to sing but then there is always someone that stops you! I always tried to keep myself busy so I won’t lose touch with reality but I started drinking and the person staring in the mirror was a monster not me!!! The second option was the easy way, but I’m still here!! Even though drawing wasn’t an option then I started to write poems, it went well, especially my teacher of literature loved it, but I wasn’t satisfied, I wasn’t happy there was something missing!!!
After high school I chose my college on SOMEONES terms but I had my terms too (I got to draw lots of maps).
As the years go by I lost contact with friends, family and in the third year of college I was not able to finish it because of my grades. The “PAIN” became unbearable, unreal was real to me and I got to that point when all the pain and all the hideous things from me went on paper.
This is how I started to draw!!