Welcome to my Art Therapy Room, 🤣🤣🤣.
This is how I try to keep sane.
I remember the 1st time my oldest uncle, a Veteran from WW2 went into a psychiatric ward.
I was 10 years old and I went to visit him.
He knew I liked to draw so he brought me into the Art Therapy room. I can still see the sculpture of a man's head that he made. The man looked so evil that it spooked me. I hope these just bring smiles and peace. I love you guys.