"Up. And out."
"Because I called."
"But I don't know how."
"You will...you will."
I don't know. It just came to me, in a sense. I sketched it in a little freetime a couple weeks ago. It didn't look right in pencil, so I decided to redo it now that I have photoshop again.
I have several self-symbols. Claws is one of them. She was originally me as an animal, but somehow she migrated into the role of Animus, a guiding spirit of sorts. She usually looks more substantial than this...but she's also usually a lot quieter.
As for the setting...this'll sound weird, but I have an enitre mini-world which I imagine as my center of sorts. It's grown outwards for years, with me discovering a new layer every now and again, usually through drawing. This staircase looks like it might be leading up through the outer ring I know of now (jagged mountains). I've not drawn anything outside of it yet, but I might soon. Again, I don't know.
Sometimes part of my mind seems to come up with or realize things and then withhold them from the rest of me until a later time, I swear.
Photoshop CS3, a few hours (again, I didn't keep time).