Okay, so this is my print of me as a martyr. It's a pretty heavy, wierd subject that I didn't understand and still don't, really. It pretty much just gave me an excuse to watch Joan of Arc movies. The one from the 20s is REALLY upsetting. Yuck. Anyway, she and thousands/ millions/however many martyrs died for god, were loyal people of god and had to suffer. How does that make sense? If you look at it from a modern stance, the martyr is like a victim of a mob hit or any homocide or fatal violence.~I am emotionally/mentally stable, by the way! I am not usually into such heavy things or into things that freak me out. The fact that the oil ink looks kind of like blood is really creepy.
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