Compost piece

Previous warning of the bad with the good is this piece I drew while on the phone to my psychologist this morning. It is an ugly hour of scribbling while trying to be open and listening with my psychologist yet not wanting to be present anymore. The question arises of, 'quick don't include it' and go do a 'real' drawing that someone might want to actually look at as I sure don't.

However I learnt from a wise man that you need compost with the rain and sun for beautiful plants to grow, in otherwords all my crap and muddy dwelling stuff is part of the whole process, so here it is, I'm not hiding it under the carpet. i am hoping now tho to go and do some 'real' drawing that I enjoy or hopefully get the paint on the canvas rather than just look at it dreamscaping a painting on it.

I will use depression and anger and sense of hopelessness as fuel for art, where hopefully the compost will turn shabby seeds into beautiful plants