For my yearly self-portrait, I was incredibly manic and drew myself as a god with a purple diadem that I never finished and never will. I was diagnosed with bipolar shortly after creating the self-portrait, the medication that I was proscribed stamped on and crushed all my creativity, and drawing was immensely hard and I could barely draw a frog. I thought I lost it all, everything I worked so hard to accomplish, was gone. So I asked my professor for my final to do another self-portrait, and created something still having the religious iconography but with more meaning. I took an image of what I was envisioning, My bipolar behind me deified, as it deified itself, making me perceive myself as a god. I show my thumb and I am looking towards the future as the skies start a new as if morning light just broke through and I have a new day ahead of me. My nails are red and so is the figure, symbolizing our connection.

The drawing of this is not refined or as good as my previous work but I had to reteach myself how to draw from the ground up.