Hey,


I don't often write in this space, but since i've become a bit more active on this DA account i think its time i become a bit more vocal. My latest piece has a special meaning to me, it's someone i've visited recently, someone nobody knows anything about and yet have so much to say about. That someone is Death. Following a cardiac arrest i was in a state of death during almost 3 minutes. The experience was a changing one, i won't talk too much about the experience since it tends to anger the more religious people. As an artist i think it was an important step to confront it in some way and thats why i drew that piece: Death of the 19th century.

It's been a year now that i was carried in ambulance to the nearest hospital, i didn't get how much that experience would change and affect me. I guess it's always the case with traumatic events. But not everything was bad, thanks to the marvels of technology my heart still beats. More so than before, i didn't feel the degradation of my healt when it was hapening, in hindsight i can say my general health had been going down for a year before the hearth failior. Many people pointed me to the fact, but i wouldn't see it or accept it. With my pacemaker i can see how bad things were. Now all my senses are sharper and i don't have this feeling of being always tired.

The physical healing process was surprisingly quick and the psychological healing process was much more difficult and long than i could have imagined.

I'm back, i'm happy and i'm drawing.