"Each person's life owns its unique melancholy. However, the nature of melancholy is similar for everyone. It descends unannounced, like an uninvited guest, causing our very sincerity to hide like a frightened young animal. When we face melancholy, we hope for someone to rescue us from it. If you too have such despondency, I wish for hope and dream to come to you just as suddenly as the unexpected depression in life, hoping it will lift you from the reality that envelops you like a heavy blanket of sorrow." [From "Consolation"] "Consolation" is a piece that encapsulates my desire to convey my heart to everyone in this era who is weary of expectations and has lost the joys of reality. When emotions such as depression and loneliness align with reality, the individual's heart shrinks endlessly, rendering them oblivious to what is actually happening around them. I have experienced this myself. Although it was my longed-for study abroad, the unwanted conflicts, misunderstandings, and linguistic confusion in relationships of people that I faced alone at the age of 16 led me into a state of depression. I was a young, immature girl, yet bold and ambitious, with dreams that outshone my peers. However, my confidence, inflated by the various expectations of adults toward a child with an extraordinary dream in contrast to the environment I had and my serious dream of becoming a highly influential entrepreneur, quickly deflated numerous times. The cause was the disappointment of seeing myself not properly expressed amid linguistic barriers that confidence alone couldn't overcome, unfamiliar loneliness, and the unfulfilled self-image in the midst of adolescence. Such shattered confidence made me even more isolated, and with the addition of the pandemic, it seemed like an endless maze with no solution. That's when I fell into depression. However, with time, my dedication to learning English bore fruit, and art classes introduced me to a comforting companion named Painting. Through art, I found a voice that transcended language barriers, and this newfound friend guided me towards a fresh dream. Embracing this hope, I summoned the courage to pursue a path as an artist, aiming to spread joy to the masses. Suddenly, the darkness of depression lifted lightly, replaced by a renewed zest for life. Therefore, I want to convey to those currently experiencing depression that the world you walk in is not one of solitary turbulence. Just as I found hope amidst loneliness, so too can you. And I believe you will too. I extend my hand to share this hope with you. The rabbit buried in the clothes on the hanger was drawn, recalling myself who was in the overwhelming blue of depression, crying silently inside the closet since there was no place to cry. The contrasting feelings of the blue below and the red and yellow above symbolize how the depressive world that existed within me, entirely blue, disappeared when a new dream and hope emerged, lifting me up from despair just as the hand of an unknown owner lifts the hanger. It expresses the belief that when these dreams and hopes lift us lightly, we will face real happiness and joy within reality.