These were scary times for my interior life. Even my humor was a darker shade of dark. Not my therapist, family, or friends questioned this painting when shown. I thought, what if I did something harmful? Would they contemplate the signs? Any cries for help? Ha, well come to think of it, yes there was one! Though unbelievably painful, this was a period of unrivaled creativity in my life. Peering into the void is a hell of a motivator. I am grateful for this and that no one had to look for this sign. HELP ME, helped.