The end of the year seems to always drive me mad. I've never been sure if it is the overwhelming nature of holidays, lost love ones that always made holidays special, or the disappointment in myself that I so often project onto others (working on that). For as long as I can remember, I've always felt like I could have accomplished more. Subconsciously, I think the end of the year sends me into a persistent state of reflection. 

This year has been a bit rough for me, I'm sure a lot of you can relate. I really started to lose connection with my creativity... as always the longer I stay away from facing the fears of not being good enough, the harder it becomes to tap back into that creative energy. 

This piece is my attempt at tapping back in. It resembles a lost soul begging for mercy from the fear and angst that led to the abandonment of its creative process.

I almost gave up on it actually, my computer crashed in the middle of the first scene without having a saved backup file. The original piece actually looked entirely different. Now looking back on the process, I'm glad it happened... and I'm glad that I came back to finish it from scratch again. 