Pencil and FinelinerInjured, 2019

This piece was made after I lost someone very close to me, in an accident that also caused permanent damage to my dominant hand. My dog, Hati, was incredibly special to me and the first person I ever lost. After the incident I drew parallels between the gradual healing of my scar tissue and the slow emotional recovery after his death. Even though every time is intense, powerful and unique, everybody loses people. I created this (rather abstract) self portrait in an attempt to depict how that grief felt and looked to me. What did the first grief look like to you?