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cute

I must be honest with how im viewing the image.

The broken glass makes me think that this is similar to a vent work, or like the refection is reality in some way or form. Now while I'm almost positive I got the subject matter wrong. I would like to know, if you want to that is, what the exact subject matter is other than being mute unless of course that is the only subject matter period..?

That is a pretty close description.

I do not rant, complain, or whine about personal issues, when something heavy happens I simply go....mute.
Take this as a self-rehabilitation picture. It accomplished its purpose during the illustration process rather than the final piece you see here :)

Aah, alright. I try to understand the meaning behind a piece of art as best as possible because most times, the artwork and artist does, is almost always connected to some sort of emotion whether or not it be anger, sadness, depression, happiness ect ect. It's good that it helped, while I myself am not sure if you are doing much better now than then, but all in all, I wish you the best. ^.^

I will take a guess.

You look in a mirror, have insecure thoughts about yourself, and punch it to try and shut them up.

Sort of... x3
I left explanations out of this one and the intentions of the picture come down to interpretation.

Looking at this, I think that each crack in the mirror represents something that has made you sad or slowed you down throughout your life.

Yet despite the many hardships you may have gone through, you've managed to hold yourself together and persevere!

Sad is an understatement.
But I think if someone holds their demons inside for a bit too long they are bound to break something on their way out.

It reminds me of sarki in a dota game.. tries to keep quiet.. but once booze cat is around.. *hides*

…I know that this was posted long ago, but this piece really stands out to me, the power of the moment captured yet frayed. Tears long gone tell that the damage is done, but the shatters in the mirror still remain. The blood in the background rages yet you are as calm as ice as you stare into the darkness. Who is the demon, I cannot say, but take pride in the battle you have fought, for it is a lesson that will serve you well. Normally, I’d say something inspiring here, but sometimes silence, says it better…

Sorry for that, when I see something that moves me, my thoughts usually run away like a freight train.