Lost in A Graveyard

For this artwork, I had the idea to create a fallen angel who is roaming a graveyard, completely confused at their newfound state. In a way, I see myself as the fallen angel, but only if I had let the evil thoughts of depression win. If I had let my depression kill me by taking my own life, Id be a lost angel in a graveyard. I am staring at my hands, realizing that in death, I can no longer make art. My hand is broken, I am broken. Just another lost angel roaming the land of the dead, regretting taking their own life. *written by @DragonMasterXTZ on twitter* A conservation amongst the graves. The worms wiggle into our ears whispering thoughts as we decay. Walking out of the graveyard, nerv...View all