Self Portrait with Eggs
Helen K.
watercolor and color pencils
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Eggs are a part of our daily lives. They are everywhere- in the grocery store, in kitchens, in your lunch. But what if they weren't normal eggs? What if they were cryptid gods, watching everything? When my friends and I came up with a cult as a joke, I made the gods of our worship to be eggs. I've drawn countless eggs since then- eggs with arms, eggs with faces, eggs with legs, each of them different from another. Within their fragile shells lies a mysterious power, their unseeing eyes watching the world. From the first time I made them, I fell in love with these silly cryptids. This self portrait features a multitude of eggs, floating about around me, their creator, holding a paintbrush in one hand.
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To me, creativity is what drifts within the abyssopelagic of one's mind. Colliding, shifting, becoming newer ideas, lost in the deepest benthic and forgotten, or becoming the only thing that it thinks of- until it hits a point where you must create something to let it out of your head.
