It's been more than three years now since I flew to Peru to drink the sacred medicine of Ayahuasca, a powerful psychotropic substance that no doubt changed my life.
It was a scary, and profound experience that opened my perception and understanding of life and reality. The visions have faded away, the lessons forgotten, the messages are now out of context... but I'm still hoping that some day I will be able to draw my experience in full.
It just seems that whatever I come up with doesn't do justice to the experience. Nevertheless this is some of the stuff that references it that I'm most pleased with.
The first image is a straight forward recollection of a vision where death was represented by fear, and by not letting go of that fear I wasn't able to transcend a cycle of repetitive occurrences. Meanwhile I was freaking out, crying and screaming my lungs out.
the second image is an attempt to narrate a story which involved the shamanistic aspects of ayahuasca. There is still more around to show...
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