"There's a silence surrounding me
I can't seem to think straight
I'll sit in the corner
No one can bother me

I think I should speak now
(Why won't you talk to me?)

I can't seem to speak now
(You never talk to me)

My words won't come out right
(What are you thinking?)

I feel like I'm drowning
(What are you feeling?)

I'm feeling weak now
(You never talk to me)

But I can't show my weakness
(What are you thinking?)

I sometimes wonder
(What are you feeling?)

Where do we go from here?

It doesn't have to be like this
All we need to do is make sure we keep talking"

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"Keep Talking"--Pink Floyd

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Oh Pink Floyd, how I love thee. I was listening to The Division Bell while sketching this, and that song fits quite well, methinks.

***EDIT (By the way, this picture is nothing Pink Floyd-related at all, despite the screaming face. I just happened to be listening to it and think it fits for this description)***

At any rate...this drawing is one failure after another, and one achievement after another, but it all comes down to this nonsense piece of work. I'm proud of what I did yet scornful of the results. Shit happens.

I've been feeling a lot of cognitive dissonance lately, and this picture quite accurately (or was supposed to, anyway) portrays that.

My lip is twitching.

Materials:

Generic misfit markers, copic markers, india ink, copic airbrush system (with my new air compressor, huzzah!), white chalk pastel, cursing post-it notes, saliva, windex, a frisbee, and a plastic dish scrubber.

15"x20" Illustration board (which, in realizing I had bought the wrong kind, soon understood why none of the ink seemed to be setting in right...)