Navigating the world with PTS and depression often renders me paralyzed; stuck in a place between grief and acceptance; speechless. Through art, there is a negotiation in meaning and understanding. Often unspoken.
The medication I take to help offset symptoms also, frequently, results in tremors. In creating these pen & ink, line and contour drawings, I wage a battle. Not only against the wordless oppression of trauma and grief but against the very mechanism meant to restore me.
I call this collection Congruence.