Drawing - From my scars I grow

Hello fellas! I brought this drawing that was supposed to blog yesterday, however, as I was busy arranging everything, to the travel to visit my parents (Yay!), it happened to me ... anyway it is late but sure, I wanted to write you a poem but my creativity is a bit dry for the trip, maybe seeing other faces will change that, especially because I had to wait around 12h at the airport until my flight 😅

When I started doing it, I had not visualized it in a specific face, it was only the silhouette of a faceless woman, then it only began to sprout from me the roots that she possesses, thinking about the fragility that we possess and how each wound makes us able to grow.

What lies beneath her I would not say that it is exactly water, but instead a representation of movement, of cycles, using the spirals and their meaning within the Celtic culture.