10/5/2017 0 Comments October 05th, 2017This about the poem that was describing when your in a pickle and can’t seem to get out. I wanted to portray a sense of darkness and a sense of finding ways to get out. I used one my darkest times of being in a pickle. It feels as if you are locked in a cage or a door that you would never think you could get out of but it happens eventually. The world in my picture does not describe the world burning up and dying. It represents that everyone in the world will have their pickle and it feels as if the world doesn’t care and as if it is just on fire cause of anger. I put green on the outside off the key hole because in order to get out you haft to go through nervous times and green reminds me of a nervous feeling.
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