A Series of Reoccuring Moments

I drew each of these independently of eachother, without realizing how similar they were until I found them all years later. I find it interesting that at troubled times in my life the same image came to my mind. The first of the series is here at the left, and it occured in a time of my life when I was very depressed and confused, at the age of 12. The second in the series is below, done two years after the first, as a freshman in high school using watercolor. The third below that was at perhaps my most troubled part of high school, my sophomore year, when one of my close friends turned to drugs and was overtaken by depression, and in turn his sister and some friends came to blame me for breaking his heart and causing him to use these self destructive ways. The anger portrayed is a combination of frustration from what was going on in my life and frustration with the medium of oil pastels. And the fourth of the series is simply pencil, done in a more settled time than the previous three, during my junior year of high school. I was clearly trying to figure myself out, as many do at the end of their high school years.