Pondering On An Evening Before Christmas

The name of tonight’s abstract illustration is “Felling Yourself Swallowed By Your Own Soul”

There are times when I am inside my head illustrating in essence an automatic drawing of what I am feeling at the moment. During the holidays I can’t help burrowing deep into my own psyche and pulling out truly awful thoughts and memories. I remember when the song “Brick” by Ben Fold Five came out it crystallized the season and my feelings perfectly. Tonight that song came on as I was moving the pen on the paper. To that end this evening’s abstract illustration is a product of the time vortex that was created in my soul. The pen was the conduit for the explosion of morose melancholia.