Jo-chin up, elbows up.<p>One of my more apocalyptic, hellish, pieces. sketchbooks kind of allow me to get this stuff out. </p><p>When I was in crisis with ptsd & my 4th or 5th burnout, I was drawing a woman, me, with a massive load on her, scrounging for scraps, being almost, but not completely crushed by it all. It was the only thing I could draw for months. The same picture only slightly different if at all, over & over. <br>This is a lot like that. Only now I see it for the world. <br><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/acrylic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>acrylic</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/sketch" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>sketch</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/art" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>art</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/artwork" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>artwork</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/sketchbook" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>sketchbook</span></a></p>