I had a bit of art-block for the last week. Things of a personal nature weighing heavily in my mind. Then I began drawing this. A father and son confrontation, and remembering the anger that I received and the anger that poured out of me and what it wrought for myself and my family.

To be completely honest I didn't want to post this, nor finish it. But I had thought to make something to reflect that part of my life for a long time. It was actually a fight in my own mind to confront this subject again. I kept telling myself that I needed to stop and bury this image away. Yet another part kept saying to finish it. Some kind of personal way to not only remember it, but more importantly to come to terms with it.

And due to someone dear to my heart, soul, and mind, I realized that keeping it for myself may not only be selfish, but also by sharing this it may help me move further in my life. So, here it is.Knowing myself, I cannot say for certain if I will grow, but I hope so.

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