The painting I’ve done is expressing parts of depression. That feeling that something is missing, that something doesn’t feel right. It creeps up on you as each day goes by, then one day you realise what is missing. You’ve realised you’ve lost part of yourself. Sometimes you start to slowly disconnect from friends and family, wanting to be by yourself so no one notices. Notices that part of you is missing and that part of you feels dark. The wolf in the painting is howling, it finally broke its silence of being in pain and has opened up to the world. Its important that we look out for friends/family/strangers who suffer from depression and be patient and actually listen for when depression finally speaks.