Pictures – Visual Emotions

I wish I didn't spend most of my time with marks like this on my body.

Greyfriars Kirk Yard in Edinburgh where I used to go to try to make sense of the voices when I started to hear them. Calm in the centre of the city.

A cliche perhaps but it's home. I love the days following storms when there is still seaweed lying along the sea front.
This picture that seems to illustrate what life feels like to me – surrounded by dead people and none of them friendly.

I like the texture of this picture and the fact it seems to illustrate the vaporous, edge of consciousness feeling of being watched that comes with hearing voices.

Another cliche but I like the feeling here. Being trapped at the bottom of an inescapable hole.

Slightly different from the others but for me this shows the tumult of discontent and upset that surround an inner emptiness.









