I was thinking what defined agony… sadness, pain, the angst of having to wait for that one day – a moment of hope and fulfillment or satisfaction of accomplishment… I asked my friends and some defined agony as losing someone you love, losing a child… others mentioned a tooth ache, stepping on a lego (lol), and natural child birth. All good and accurate definitions. So I sat here with my pen in hand and thought… with all those suggestions in mind, what does my heart define as agony? From my personal experience of losing a best-friend to suicide, a sudden distance between me and my siblings and the unexpected passing of my brother – I had to choose ‘loss of a loved one’. That is pure agony for me, to have an unexpected loss :'( . Combined with that experience, I could only imagine losing a child would be the hardest, so this is what I decided to sketch for today’s Drawing Challenge topic:

To all who can relate, I give you the warmest-tightest hug ♥

AgonyWEB

Reference image from LaTimes

About the Artist

I am an advocate first, and an artist second. My paintings create visual comfort-- spaces where grief, hope, and healing can live together without apology...

I paint what matters most: the people you cherish, the moments that shaped you, the feelings that need witness. Through art, your most precious memories move outside of you and into your home, where they can be held, seen, and never forgotten.

My work is rooted in three commitments: honoring the experiences of indigenous communities and the history of the land we inhabit; creating safe space for children and women whose voices have been silenced; and recording the honest truth of lived experience-- both my own and that of those who came before me. I believe art has the power to tell stories that words alone cannot, and to preserve what must not be lost or forgotten. I believe that all that we know about ourselves is because Art has preserved those stories throughout history, outliving those who created it.

When you encounter my work, I hope you find yourself in it-- not as escape, but as recognition. I hope it reminds you that your feelings matter, that your story deserves to be held, and that compassion and truth are still worth carrying forward.

Art is the voice that speaks honestly through the heart. 💝🪷