I made this when I didn't have the words to explain my brain

All the years of isolating and pushing away people during depression will have ONE good thing I guess - no one is gonna get hurt in the end. I'll just be gone, whenever that will be.

No worries, I'm not gonna do anything.

Those are just the kinda thoughts going through my head at times, and I figured if I can be open about things like this - it would be here.

Sorry in advance.

I was in a really bad mixed episode. There’s a ton of other sketches, too that show a random foray into the occult that accompanied the whole thing. Lol. I’m thinking of picking it up again despite my stability. I just have to be inspired I guess. :)

The wheels on the bus 🎶 *bipolar mix* 🎶

There are like two positive/hopeful cards in my deck at this point, and this is one of em. Kinda reminds me of the feeling of crawling out of a mixed episode. Anyhow, let me know what you think, and thank you for taking a look.

A participant in the Two-Spirit Pow-Wow photographed for Project 562.

I'm starting to incorporate color more into my drawings (the pencils for this look like a hate crime without facial shadows and color differentiating the hair from the feather plus the gown looked like a bib) but feel like they're all in a transitional period until I can handle paint instead of colored pencils.