I title this drawing, "The Bloom of Pain".
Sometimes, we are brought to our knees, in silence, and in the weight of unspoken battles.
This drawing simply reflects internal struggle, how sometimes, the sharpest wounds don’t come from others but from within.
The branch blooming from the back is symbolic: pain, though piercing, can give rise to something beautiful. Petals falling like pieces of the soul, shedding memories, regrets, or even hope.
This was born from a place of reflection… of grief, resilience, and the quiet strength it takes to keep breathing and to keep living.
What do you see in this?
The steps I have taken to produce this drawing;
Thank you for reading.
