©2014 “Afterward”, 2.5 x 4″, standard writing pencil on paper, original.

Despite its potentially lurrid suggestion, all the title meant to me at the time of creating this piece was that I was going on very, very long, and loney, ice-cold walks without a jacket, and by the time I would get home I would have to let my hair downand stretch my bones.

This is a companion piece to "Carcass" as it marked a particularly raw (pun intended) point of my eating disorder.

If you like feeling cold and alone, feel free to wrap your frigid, aching digits around this one.

- Tom