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Its something I created myself, with chocolate, black paint, water, soja and dishwashing liquid. The model was screaming if you read the post

Now I did read all of it... Black bile, I didn't know about the four liquids of melancholy. I would have saved the chocolate though, good anti-depressant (I live in the country that produces the best cocoa seeds in the world, so that is a big deal here).

I did read that part before though, the one about the "scream". What I mean is, in spite of the intent (of screaming), she looks to be laughing out loud... Do you get it? It's like a paradox, or a dilemma, a bit of twisted sarcasm...

Don't get me wrong, I do know what you meant. Depression can be a terrible companion... But also it is said from it spring at times great ideas; all great thinkers in History are said to have been depressive-maniac. I myself was diagnosed with a bipolar disorder, so I would know... Type 2 BTW... When I feel bad I start drawing and writing poetry, it's odd...

And as I told you, having my hand incapacitated for a while (a car engine fell on it, yikes!) has left me feeling vulnerable, but not being able to draw or write (I am beginning to type fluently as you can see; I had been typing with only my left hand, which was incredibly hard at first) has proven a challenge indeed; how do I drain the feelings of nostalgia, frustration and impotence? That is what riddles me at this very hour...

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