I wish you well, to stomach what lays ahead.

I am clinically depressed.

That diagnosis alone comes with its own caveats, a plethora of branches from a black mass of flesh. This has plagued me for years on end. Since I was a young homunculus. Within those years I have experienced depression, social anxiety, and vivid nightmares. As the depression gradually continues to consume me, the meaning of life continues to ebb. These nightmares do not stop once I wake. The sense of fear and paranoia, like after images, continue into the waking world causing a declining sleep cycle and an inability to focus. Eventually affecting me  academically throughout my childhood. Thus unfortunately molded my lonesome childhood, turning to drawing as a result.
As an escape.

Depression continues to affect me to this day, Its vivid nature through my nightmares and physical symptoms. Though painful it inspires entries that further clarify in detail, reality as I see it. In this series I pull all the energy I do not have and from my entries,

a number of pieces explored through different mediums.

The works presented, will explore in a visual medium my nightmares, depressive thoughts and suicidal ideations from a child till current time.
The darkness that emerges here is a symbol of an ulcerated existence.Each piece reveals the tragic beauty that is my mind valley.

Running alongside this collection of work will patrol through a leaden mind and an incurious body.

A disconnect from the real world, people and the objects that surround me

swelling to and birthing a mad creature preparing to discorporate.


A Somber Child.