“The Monthly Eternity”
Oil on panel
Jessica Vandenburg
As an artist, I sought to explore the raw and personal expression of what PMDD means to me.
It’s always a difficult thing to admit to others, and even more difficult to describe and convey in any meaningful, believable, or relatable way……
For me, I often feel as if electric currents are running through my brain… not allowing my thoughts to come clearly. As if they bounce around and I just cannot think straight.
During this time, I cannot see anything or anyone around me. All I see is red.
I feel naked, and exposed, and alone… and want to hide from all of this.
I used to joke and call it the invasion of the body snatchers because I never recognize this person afterward.
