Delirium was painted while I was in a manic state.

I added my tears to the canvas because I cried for three days straight.

Unaware of anything being truly wrong in my life but embracing the wave of emotions that wanted to use me as a conduit to create art.

When I woke, I was sent a photo from my friends on the west coast of the smoke filling the air as the fires consumed the forest and homes.

I saw a red sunset from the midwest and thought of the beauty from feeling the weight of it all.

I let my mind go when I create art.

I think of my mental breakdowns as artistic breakthroughs.

Like I am giving birth to something that through "making love" with everything around me,

I have allowed to grow safely inside of me until its ready to come into this world.

In this painting you will see three red suns, the three days I cried.

Darker, haunted looking trees, veins, and yonic resemblance in the colorful shapes.

How often do we feel a weight from a collective shift that may not be our own emotion?

Acrylic on canvas

Size: 30x40