I’ve often contemplated the intricacies and mysteries of depression.  At a young age I attended an Art School for years and wondered why our department (visual arts department students in particular) were often always in a state of turmoil.  Growing up, this seemed to be a natural state of mind for me and was fortunate that I had Art as a mode of expression since childhood.  I’ve looked back at drawings and paintings I did as a child before I could even write and was not at all surprised at the dark imagery I used to depict in my art…