This sketchy mess is a quick rendering of a dream I had that’s been bothering me for a few days now. Occasionally I have dreams that rotate around the anxiety I face with my body.
This one was a very uncomfortable one where thick courses of hair had grown under my skin around my breasts. Some had come to the surface and had sprouted like ferns and trying to pull them was painful but I had to get a knife to try and cut out the black rivers under my skin. I woke up before I made any progress.
This isn’t a very good depiction of it, but I just wanted to draw it out and my texta was dying. I’ll need to get some new ones.