"Fetal" is a drawing I was inspired to do about a year ago. I was finishing up my final semester of college, and wasn't taking any drawing classes at the time. I was going through some things in my life that kept bringing me back to this image of being in the fetal position. During another difficult time in my life, I had had this train of thoughts about it when sitting indian style under a tree :) :
Why is it so comfortable for humans to sit folded up-- arms crossed, knees bent? We fold right into ourselves... Well, I guess it must be because we were born folded up... Its so strange that the body position for humans that is affiliated with so much grief, pain and helplessness-- the fetal position-- is also the same position an unscarred and helpless newborn baby comes into this world in. They have one thing in common-- both are helpless in their states. They need someone to take care of them and carry them.
Sometimes I have to be in the fetal position in order to admit that I am literally helpless to my pain or my circumstances, and that I need a powerful God to carry me. This drawing came out of that expression.
Special thanks to my friend Jennifer Elrod, who modeled for the drawing.
It took about 3 hours, so she had to lay on her shoulder like that for a while. She was a good sport!
We had fun creating the scene. We put her in a cream colored dress (light in coloring to contrast with the medium valued couch) with interesting ruffles and fabric for texture. We set up her shoes to make it seem like she had just kicked them off, and we set up a wine glass and put a little bit of balsamic vinegar in the bottom to imply that she had a glass of wine, alone. The intent isn't necessarily supposed to make anyone feel the situation is depressing. She could be hopeful. There is definitely vulnerability in hope as well.
Her feet and arm shown above are I think my favorite parts of the piece. They capture how folded into herself she feels. She is.. like a child in her sleep. I think people in their sleep are just so beautiful. The are defenseless. But they are themselves.
Thanks Jenn, again. You're beautiful!