This drawing was made for a poster contest on the festival Animayo. Looking at it, I don't think I can win... not because of me being pesimist, it's just because I just realized I wrote 2022 instead of 2023. I feel so dumb right now.
Despite my lack of focus, this poster has a lot of meaning for me. The same day I had to show it to my teacher, my psychologist discharged me. What means I have a great mental health, but the fact of not going to therapy and see my therapist Noemí, made me so sad and I had no idea of what to draw.
When I arrived home, I had the best idea: I must draw myself and Noemí in a kind of representation of how much she means to me, so I made this dark forest with monsters and eyes looking and my psychologist holding the hand of a younger me guiding her to find an exit to this scary place.
I cried a lot before, while and after making it.
I will change the year and re send it, I hope they accept the correction.
