My Nightmare In nightmares I have I’m running. I’m afraid to face whatever is following me, ghosts of my past. The idea of stopping and turning around in my dreams seems quite terrifying. When I do, I am faced with a dark hooded figure. The figure is like a mirror of my darkest memories.It has left me with a rough skin and scars that I try to cover but it is clearly obvious that they are there. There is so much gloom in a dream like this. The girl in this is a representation of myself. I tried to achieve th odd unsettling image of a dream. With the continuous lines that travel up and around her, she stares into the soul of her demon. This piece really means allot to me. I really wanted to portray a decision so many people face daily. Life is full of a darkness that can be consuming. What would you answer if you looked into the face of death? Give in? Lets not be victims! I say LIVE!