While the painting itself doesn't contain mature content, the story behind it does. However, I don't plan to share most of that here. Suffice it to say, a close family member had a recent episode and it was very difficult for me. As I do in most cases, I turned to art to try and express myself, but I couldn't get a good handle on the feeling or what I wanted from it. I'm not even sure I want to consider this a finished piece, but doing anything more to it would make it too busy and ruin what's already there. But that's the shape of it, isn't it? Anxiety slowly creeps in, changing the things around it until you can't breathe anymore, stifling the you you thought you were. It stays on the edge of understanding, taunting you, but there's nothing there to find out. One day, you make peace with it and something new happens.