This is my 2nd digital Illustration series aiming at a metaphoric portrayal of coping with anxiety, paranoia and distressed mental states through ambience, colours, strokes and silhouette figures.
Area of Focus: Illustration
Year: 2020 - Ongoing
Area of Focus: Illustration
Year: 2020 - Ongoing
Drift Away | PARANOIA_40 | April 20, 2022
Just when I thought I knew my way back.. September 8, 2020.
PARANOIA_04 | October 8, 2020
Dissociate.| PARANOIA_10 | January 17, 2021
How long does a false sense of security last? | PARANOIA_06 | October 12, 2020
You, who visit me everyday and crack my skull open; why can't I see your face? | PARANOIA_05 | October 8, 2020
PARANOIA _41 | June 7, 2022
PARANOIA_17 | May 17, 2021
PARANOIA_13 | February 01, 2021
PARANOIA_09 | October 26, 2020
PARANOIA_12 | January 26, 2021
PARANOIA_24 | November 10, 2021
PARANOIA_22 | September 19, 2021
It just hurts a little in my head sometimes | PARANOIA_28 | January 16, 2022
Everything faulty. PARANOIA_11 January 19, 2021
'The Bent Neck Lady' It's going to take me a while to get over her story! | PARANOIA_07 | October 18, 2020
Why send life on this earth and make them suffer that again only to just take them away? Why make this cruel joke of forcing to dance between life and death? | October 3, 2020
PARANOIA_42 | July 7, 2022.
What you feel isn’t real. How you think isn’t real. |PARANOIA_33 | February 1, 2022
I can't help myself. | PARANOIA_32 | January 30, 2022
All Sorts Of Tired. | PARANOIA_19 | July 30, 2021
Comforter | PARANOIA_20 | August 6, 2021
Empty Vessel | PARANOIA_21 | August 6, 2021
PARANOIA_38 | March 4, 2022
PARANOIA_36 February 22, 2022
I am not here. This is not real. | PARANOIA_37 | February 27,2022
PARANOIA_31 | January 25, 2022
A ghost in me. | PARANOIA_27 | January 15, 2022
PARANOIA_29 | January 21, 2022
Then there are those days when you don't want to wake up anymore when you sleep. | Day 144 of quarantine. | August 5, 2020.
Cabin in the woods-2 | September 6, 2020.
Set free. | Day 146 of quarantine. | August 7, 2020
ever so blue |PARANOIA_34 | February 4, 2022
Just a bit hard to breath at times; a bit too heavy to make myself move; a bit debilitating, a tiny feeling of rotting from inside and a few recurring and agonizing visions. That's it. | PARANOIA_15 | March 15, 2021
PARANOIA_25 | November 5, 2021
The numbing absurdity of everything | PARANOIA _42 | July 7, 2022
Heading nowhere. | Day 139 of quarantine. | July 31, 2020.
Thank You!