Media: technical pens and india ink
Dimensions: 18in x 24in
It’s a strange sensation when you’re use to seeing someone everyday, hearing their voice, making them laugh, exchanging small, simple conversations, and suddenly, they’re gone. Suddenly, that chair they once filled is empty, serving as a quiet reminder to everyone else as we’re forced to continue with our lives and move on. It’s heartbreaking when you realize how many people you have seen smile and laugh have or have thought of self-harm. Within my first two years of high school, I’ve known four people who have attempted suicide, and two of them were successful. Yet time continues to move forward despite tragedy. People who had once struggled to smile eventually found peace. Even though a few years have passed, I still find myself thinking about them from time to time. Friends and even acquaintances will bring up fond memories and mention their name. No matter how close we were to that person and how long it’s been, we never really forget.