Thankfully, my general demeanour is relatively upbeat, however, like many others, I am subject to the occasional bout of depression. While every shred of my rational self tries to escape the crushing blanket of hopelessness, it’s no easy feat. It was during a recent episode that I was inspired to create this image.
For me, depression is the feeling of being at the depths of the ocean, beneath a mass of suffocating darkness. I imagined being entwined in the tentacles of a giant octopus, holding me below. And there I remain, until the beast relinquishes his hold, and I may rise back to the surface.
Acrylic on canvas, 762 x 508mm