21x23in. Original available
I've transmuted so much negativity and given such pain a healthy and beautiful place to live in the form of my artwork these past 4-5 sum years.
Ode to not just overcoming trials and tribulations, but alchemising such shit feelings into gold.
I've struggled my whole life with feelings of guilt, shame, and impending doom, that from the outside looking in, wreaks of melodrama, I'm sure.
Nonetheless, who are we to justify the feelings we've been subject to per our environments in the mindless game of comparison?
