"botch" is a piece that describes how I used to feel as if another captain was running my ship sometimes. I used to feel as if I had no control over how my life was going and it was running itself into the ground. My alcoholism was consuming me at that time and I was completely ignorant of it. The poem better describes this feeling the painting for me shows the distant and blurry feeling like I was in murky water. The octopus is my thirst, my craving. I can never be free of its grasp, it has so many tentacles and seemingly so smart. 

Acrylic on canvas, I keep it in a sunlit room but, it is at home in most lighting.