I Will Never Be An Artist …

… but that doesn’t stop me from doodling like mad.

So sometimes I’m going to share my “drawings” because even if they suck, I enjoyed the creation of them.  =)  Here is the first of (what may be) many.


Girl With the Big Eyes
Girl With the Big Eyes



This collage was made by me after one of my therapy sessions. It’s crude, but I still love it, because I was able to express many emotions I couldn’t (and in some ways still can’t) speak. It’s about my struggle with an eating disorder, and self-harm, and the traumatic aftermath of being sexually abused.

I hope it says something to you, and if it does, please feel free to comment. Even if you don’t, thank you for looking and sharing a vulnerable moment with me.


(the middle section is actually a photomanipulation I did, if you wish to see the original, it’s here: The Perfect Stomach)


The Perfect Stomach

Society’s ideal: a flat stomach and jutting hipbones. My version is grittier, with rotting flesh and deep gashes (the model was also tan before I desaturated her). I, like many others, struggle with my own concept of physical beauty and my own body ideal (I’m a mostly-recovering bulimic). I was having a particularly low self-esteem day and I guess I wanted to take a pretty torso and dirty it up. I did this in May 2005 under my old deviantart account.

[Actually, there’s more to the story, but that’s for another day.]