The Pressure of Closeness
From my Black Black Gold series. And as the porcupines moved closer and apart again, they eventually found a distance that kept them warm but did not sting so much. Seeing oneself as the only one able to feel is a hurtful solipsism granting solitude that first requires scary self-sacrifice to improve.
Ink, collage, and marker on paper, 13,5×16,4cm. Get this original drawing on Etsy, https://www.etsy.com/listing/1295398080/small-ink-drawing-of-a-golden-handclap










