Sailing is a stand alone picture I drew at the end of a two year relationship. In addition to that, my last remaining grandmother had passed away in the last year and my grandfather was deathly ill, so at this time I was dealing with a lot of depression, anxiety and bitterness from the loss and from my relationship. Sailing was meant to vent my feelings at the time, while also attempting to get myself to draw seriously for the first time since that relationship had started (I rarely drew anything during that period). However, I have a tendency to be secretive and I don't like drawing out my feelings in any literal sense. So, to conceal its meaning, I purposely made the setting feel a little like a fantasy. The reason I went for that route in specific is from my own history of escapism as a means of coping with my problems. During this time frame, I actually hadn't been coping via escapism (a part of the reason I hadn't drawn much, either), so everything had overwhelmed me. To represent the overwhelming nature of life, I drew this picture on an 18 x 24 inch paper, which was the largest I'd ever worked on at the time.
Sailing pictures a child riding in a boat through stormy seas, with an overcast sky that could be either a storm approaching or passing (this was left ambiguous since I wasn't sure if things were really going to get better at this point), with the waves are all converging on one point. The churning waves are meant to represent the turbulence of life and the uncertainty of what lies ahead, but despite the implied storm the boat had weathered through, I left it intact and unharmed. My reasoning for this was that even if I was in a bad spot at the time, I knew that I'd get through it safely, no matter how tired and depressed I was as a result, like the child in the boat. A compass rose was drawn on the sail of the boat, to remind me that I wasn't directionless and lost. Swimming and gliding around the boat are these whale-flying fish creatures with unicorn horns (a blend of animals I like). When I was sketching the idea out, originally it was just the child in the boat, alone. I knew I wasn't alone, with the support of my friends, so it didn't feel right to make them alone, either. The last additions to the picture were the lanterns, the mermaid on the bow of the boat, and the paper lantern flying through the air like a balloon. These are all little things I love, that I can't help but get a little happier when I see them. They were included around the picture to give a sense of hope and lightheartedness. My stand in for the picture is, of course, the child. I drew a child because I was feeling helpless to what was going on around me at the time and it was admittedly a transitory time for me in retrospect. The child is meant to be a boyish looking girl (most people assume that they're a boy, due to the hair, which I kept short since my own hair was short at the time), this is primarily because I've always been a tomboy. During the course of my relationship, my then boyfriend kept expecting me to be more like a 'real' girl, so I purposely drew myself to look like a boy here as a means of reminding myself of my true nature.
The picture was largely inspired by the animated film Cat Soup, a surreal anime about a brother who travels to the land of the dead to retrieve his sister's soul. In particular, one sequence in the movie inspired the picture, when the brother and sister are stranded in a boat after the world has been flooded with water. This scene had stuck with me, since I have an affinity for water and it has often played a part whenever I've drawn pictures representing my life. So, when I started this picture, that was meant to deal with subjects like depression and loss, my mind went back to the scene of the two cats in the boat.
Overall, while the picture does have a definite sense of sadness about it, I don't see it as entirely depressing, since there are still so many more hopeful images within it, which I find keeps everything in perspective. One thing that often interests me is the range of reactions this piece gets. When I first drew it, it went largely unnoticed and the few reactions I got seemed to be oblivious to any of the depressing elements, as people seemed distracted by the happy whales and the pretty waves. It really only drew attention about a year after I'd finished it and now people seem to understand its hidden aspects better, even if they don't understand the context.