Wherever the Sun Goes

"Wherever the Sun Goes"
Acrylic and metallic nickel/copper/bronze on canvas
36x48"

There is nothing about a caterpillar that tells you it’s going to be a butterfly.
​Small but approachable, they will take you wherever the sun goes.🌤.
And everyone deserves a little sunshine, dammit.

​“You’ve got to remember, you’re allowed to feel it
and
you’re allowed to lose it,” she reminded herself.
... whatever you’re feeling, you gotta know, is an appropriate response to this world.

"When you come out of the grips of depression there is an incredible relief, not one you feel allowed to celebrate. Instead, the feeling of victory is replaced with anxiety that it will happen again and the shame and vulnerability when you see how your illness affected your family, your work, everything left untouched while you struggled to survive. We come back to life thinner, paler, weaker... But as survivors. Survivors who don't get pats on the back from coworkers who congratulate them on making it. Survivors who wake up to more work than before because their friends and family are exhausted from helping them fight a battle they may not even understand. I hope to one day see a sea of people who understand the secret battle, and a celebrate the victories made each day as we individually pull ourselves up out of our foxholes to see our scars heal, and to remember what the sun looks like.”- Jenny Lawson 
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To all who walk the dark path and to those who walk in the sunshine but hold out a hand in the darkness to travel beside us: brighter days are coming.