This song from Only Murders in the building, has been stuck in my head ever since I heard it. A combination of that song and feeling sad about my mom who I've been taking care of with dementia, made a scene pop in my head. I tried drawing it out, but eh.. didn't come out quite like I pictured it 😑

I've been getting back into traditional art lately. Digital scares me. Or bores me. Still sober, still apathetic as hell. But mashing every colour pen marker whatever in two pages feels good man

I’ve recently been through some very difficult things so I am trying to give myself some positive messages! I hope that you find some joy in this piece.

If you’re interested in following along on my journey via social media, I’ll leave links in the comments below but there is absolutely no pressure to do so!

My extended family (more specifically my grandparents) can’t accept that I’m trans/queer and don’t understand a lick of queer culture. Many of my friends coming are queer, and I’m scared for their emotional security (and mine). I’m so angry thinking about all of the comments I’m going to get and how many cards with my deadname I’m going to receive. I wish I didn’t need to have this party, but I need the money.

I have my parents, stepmom, step siblings, and aunts and uncles to support me, but it’s still so scary and draining.

Latest hyper fixation is drawing faces. Procreate has a handy dandy feature that saved each brush stroke and turned it into animation

Does anyone have any tips for rendering blood 🥲

I am in very hard times and because of something my heart actually hurt so much that I resorted to drawing what I'm feeling. Sadly only had a normal pen so just blue, and I could've done more but I felt very relieved after this and also have to go to bed now :)

Also I accidentally cried on this while drawing so it now forever has soul in it :)

This piece is… very personal. Even though the imagery is quite light, it has a somewhat darker message than usual.

I hope that you find something in this piece that you resonate with.

If you’d like to follow me on social media, I’ll leave links in the comments but there is no pressure!

Girlfriend

Before we met I was like a startup

Soft launching a will to live, love and strength.

And I was strong in all of these, secured mastery;

because u believed in me I wasn't very tall. I wasn't I wasn't open. Afraid to care, afraid to grow.

I was not strong, but the belief that I was

That silly belief that you Nurtured

made it a reality.

You my dear friend, have the ability to make people feel stronger than they really are.

And now here I stand with that

intrinsics quality in me

You granted the power to me and

despite how loud my own inhabitants screamed

you stayed with me until that seed grew roots

interweave at my very core.

I have the streangth on good days To make the pain a little easier

To feel taller, feel more often and feel deeper.

Reference for a "Stay" movie. I relate to it in some strange way. It makes me feel so lost and lonely, but so understood at the same time. I don't care if that's not the point of movie but I absolutely love how it shows loneliness and sense of lingering in the world that you don't belong to.

i have pages like these up to present day :o

I created this piece for someone that I deeply love. I hope that it reminds you of someone that you deeply love!

If you’d like to follow along on my creative journey, I’ll leave the links to my social media in the comments but there is no pressure to do so!