Asphyxia

A personal piece where I was letting it go. Made in the quarantine, I let my negative feelings to flow. Anxiety was a great inspiration and several traumas like sexual abbuse and manipulation I suffer along the years.
Just a quite hard phycological piece with a lot of symbolism.
I'm haging upside down with deep roots in a ceiling that doesn't want me to scape. Tumors are coming out of my legs, one of the part I less like of my body. I'm tied with no option to remove those black hands that are possesing me. A key in my back represents that manipulative aspect, how they played with me like a toy. My eyes are covered and I can only just cry but not scream.
In the background, skull are looking at the horrible past and the terrifying future...but none of them to the present.

Made with black ink, watercolors, waterproof markers and white gouache.