Sketch Diary

Late last year there was a story of a Bengal tiger called Cara who was given a gold tooth. Of course, it looks amazing. Cara, who lives in a German zoo, can now gnaw bones to her hearts content while looking badass.

I did a sketch of her in my sketch diary and gilded her tooth, so I hope you like it! 

Cara the Tiger gold tooth art laura loveday
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My sketch diary has gone a bit rogue and very personal for December, because I spent a lot more time on this sketch than I usually do. It’s relating to depression and anxiety, which I’ve wanted to discuss for a while in relation to creativity. So, this won’t be the usual cheery sketch or post, but I hope it might help someone somehow.

Oizys in Greek Mythology

In Greek mythology, the goddess Nyx (Night) had a brood of lovely (I’m being sarcastic) children. One of her children was Oizys, the goddess of despair and anguish. In Roman Mythology she is known as Miseria, which hardly needs saying is where the word ‘misery’ comes from. 

oizys sketch art of depression anxiety and mental illness black dog by laura loveday

Depression and Me

In my drawing based on Oizys, the different aspects of depression are shown through vicious wild dogs. The person cowers from the bombardment, but her attackers are literally bound to her. In this case, her hair forms their collars and links them all.  The dogs personifying anxiety and ruthless negativity are constantly sniping at the person, blocking her in.

Obviously this is a take on the famous ‘black dog on my shoulder’ phrase. There’s an article on PsychCentral which talks of the importance of controlling the black dog of depression before it gets out of control. I’d be a very stupid sadist if I disagreed with that, but my hot take (or maybe a tepid take) is that I think it’s important for me to own my depression. I don’t see it as my enemy, because it’s part of me. I’ve had it since I was a child, and I recognise its link with my need to create. As strange as it may sound—considering that I’ve been suicidally depressed several times—as a result of my depression, I love life all the more. It has led me to filter the excess of emotion into creativity to find solace and immense satisfaction from it.

I started this as a simple sketch which grew more detailed over a few days while in the eye of my own personal storm, so to speak. It helped to have the torment of my depression represented.

If you look through my portfolio, you’ll see how my artwork is primarily lighthearted, so this is an unusual, painful drawing for me but one I thought I’d share, because others might identify with it.

The word artist’ for many conjures up the stereotype of the talented but tortured artist, isolated and struggling against unhappiness reminiscent of Van Gogh, with varying degrees of drama involved. Creativity and mental illness doesn’t always go hand, but they often do. It’s obviously deeply personal and different for everyone and I can only speak for myself, but it is always a struggle no matter who you are, what you do, or what your situation in life is. I can only speak for myself and my ‘relationship’ with depression and anxiety which is shown in this drawing, so if you’re still reading this — thank you. It’s important for anyone to be heard and maybe for others to hear and know that they’re not alone.

I was told about Touched with Fire by a friend years ago when I was going through a rough time and couldn’t make sense of anything. My mind was like a box of oversensitive frogs, aimlessly scrabbling up the walls, so I’d read anything which would be a distraction.

At the beginning of the book are pages and pages of famous names from the world of fine art, to music, to literature, to film; the link between them all being a mental illness. While some might think there may be some egotistical pleasure in also being linked in any way with such people, I doubt that anyone would in reality.

The book covers that link between creativity and the often brutal realities of living with depression.

Depression affects not only mood but the nature and content of thought as well. Thinking processes almost always slow down, and decisiveness is replaced by indecision and rumination. The ability to concentrate is usually greatly impaired and willful action and thought become difficult if not impossible.

– Kay Redfield Jamison, Touched with Fire

Depression is a misleading word, in that for many that’s only a quarter of the issue. The fluctuations between the hyper, almost drunkenly ecstatic moods swing back and forth between the less socially acceptable anger, paranoia, and fatigue, and then to the excruciating depression.

Maybe you cry at the slightest provocation, or maybe you’re not able to have even that release. It won’t let you sleep, like there’s a powerhouse of a buzzing beehive in your mind torturing you with any mistakes, regret and memories which hurt you. You forget what ‘normal’ is or whether it ever truly existed. You doubt yourself constantly after being attacked by the overwhelmingly negative thoughts until you’re unable to distinguish between truth and lies, and though they all originate from yourself, you ascribe them to the entire world. It ruins you physically and mentally as well as emotionally, impairing basic functions and self care. For me, thought processes, like memory, are faulty, until I’m reduced to being as vulnerable as a tiny mouse in a cage and totally reliant on the kindness and understanding of family and friends.

And before all this, there’s the turmoil of having felt it creeping up on you like an encroaching tide, but not knowing exactly what you can do to stop it. It can seem unassailable, and beyond anything, you just want it to stop.

However, for many, the one bright spark is that with a depressive episode you might feel that with it comes a surge of creativity: a flood of ideas and immense productivity before it crashes around you. 

Like some autoimmune diseases, the invisibility of mental health is like another slap in the face somehow. I find myself wishing that there was something to show for how terrible it can be. 

The stigma of mental illness is still present, unfortunately. Even I call myself crazy sometimes, and I know as well as anyone that depression is as valid an illness as any. It can be as lethal as a plague, but still you’ll meet people who can’t empathise. That’s often the most difficult and disappointing part.

So I was, at the point where I drew this, a self-described basketcase drowning in depression and anxiety, thinking that it would never end. But it lessens. It really  doesn’t last forever, though it’s hard to think that at the time.

Be kind to yourself.

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Hello, good morning, good afternoon, good evening wherever you are.

This is an exciting blogging day for me because it’s the start of an ongoing series of blogposts centring around my diary. But don’t get worried! My daily diary isn’t a normal diary. I have one of those for appointments, but it’s fairly boring even to me, so I’m not going to throw that at you. 

When I was at college, I had an amazing tutor who told us all to aim to sketch a random something, unrelated to any projects, for at least 30 minutes each day.  Now that I’m a full-time artist and draw pretty much all the time, the habit of just sketching for no particular reason became a sketch diary. It’s normally quick sketches either about how I’m feeling, what I’ve learned or seen that day, or just some silly ideas. It’s just fun.

Some people would call this sort of thing a ‘warm up’ or a ‘cool down’ sketch for some reason I’m not trendy enough to understand. To me it’s just a sketch diary and I hope you like this series!

My first diary page features some seasonal robins! ‘Tis the season and all. There are so many different types of robin, and really I think the classic Robin Redbreast would hate being upstaged by some of his even more colourful cousins from elsewhere.

Pink and Red Robin Trivia

Here are some fun facts about Pink Robins!

  1.  They’re from Southeast Australia and Tasmania, mostly found in rainforests.
  2. They’re very quiet and shy.
  3. They’re listed as a threatened species due to deforestation.
  4. They nest quite low to the ground rather than in tree tops. Their nests are so beautiful and neat, like little teacups, decorated with lichen and moss.
  5. They don’t share many characteristics with the European Robin, although they are of the same family.

Fun Facts about the European Robin:

  1. Very inquisitive and social. They love fresh turned soil so they can look for earthworms, and in Britain are known as the gardener’s friend.
  2. Both parents take responsibility when feeding and looking after their chicks until they are two weeks old when they can fly and become fully independent. They pair up for the breeding season (April to June) only.
  3. Postmen used to be called robins because of their red tunics, and the reason the robin is associated with Christmas cards is because these were delivered by the red-coated postmen ‘robins’?
  4. Fiercely territorial, often taking on much larger birds to protect their nests and feeding ground.

Peace, love & light xxx

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