The first Incomplete:
The first Incomplete I ever drew was Tarsey. In truth I wasn't trying to draw a forest spirit at all that night. I was trying to draw a picture of myself.
I was going through a hard time and after many failed attempts to draw my own face I tried to draw any face I could imagine. I ended up scratching out each one and getting more frustrated. Soon I had to stop, but in a moment of clarity I told myself not to draw what I thought I looked like, but what I felt like.
I covered up the parts of me that held my identity: my face, my hair, my mouth and subsequently my voice, were totally shrouded in leaves.
When I was done I shaded in a few of the leaves right in the center of the chest. The dark area looked like a hole. I felt like the hole belonged there, even though it somehow made this creature a little incomplete.
Tarsey is my self-portrait. All of the Incomplete are representative of people and the hard times we face. I told this story to let you know that beauty is everywhere, even in the darkness, it's just harder to see (cheesy but true). The Incomplete may have a sad-ish beginning but their journey won't be that way and I think their ending will be even brighter. It just takes time.
And that's the story,
