The light shines, even from behind closed eyes. It cannot be stopped. It cannot be controlled. The light has its own will, and reality must bend its shape.
This collection contains two parts. In the first, I've gathered many of the self-portraits I've drawn and painted during mood episodes, beginning with my early teenage works, and into the next two decades.
I feel like I’ve been dozens of different people in the short span of a few decades. Every episode brings forth a new version of me. Every recovery forces me to reinvent my approach. It’s hard but not impossible to hide nerves, anger, or sorrow. But it’s impossible to hide the Agony, or subdue the Light. They follow every move and every beat of the heart.