Chaos and her Jackals

"Chaos (Greek: χάος, khaos) refers to the formless or void state preceding the creation of the universe or cosmos in the Greek creation myths, more specifically the initial "gap" created by the original separation of heaven and earth. Also refers to any state of confusion or disorder." ~Wikipedia

She is Insanity. She is Mayhem. She is Pandemonium.

She is Chaos.

And my Muse.

She's the little girl inside who is truly raised by the wolves. She is bold and fearless. She is unabashed in her acceptance of her uniqueness and unafraid of showing her pride. She is selfish and spoiled, righteous and competitive. She is messy and loves to be taken care of despite her façade of independence. She is unwilling to be passive and often violent, easy to anger and hard to please. But she pushes me to be braver, to be more assertive and to only accept the best. Her perfectionism is my perfectionism.

Every time I back down from a fight, she is the one who scolds. She is the one who gets disappointed because I am accepting the status quo and I am not being the best that I can be.

Her moods change as easily as the winds. Her praise is my heaven. Her temperament is my hell. I cannot create without her help. Though she is unreliable, I believe that she is full of talent. After all, the world and all the exists can be born from her.

We are two halves of a whole. No matter what she is, she is the best and the worst of me.

But with her and her smiling Jackals, I am not alone.


Time: 5 hours
Media: Ink, ShinHan Art International markers