Grey's Faves

I got the idea for this bird of how I have adhd and I can be kind of messy.

Yoshi photo-bombed my cacti post-it note.

WIP. Pandemic self-portrait series. Portrait No2. There are always a couple of ways to look at a situation.

Drawing Prompt Submission

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Casablanca

Shree Ganesha Deva!! (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤ Hope you like it ෆ╹ .̮ ╹ෆ

Where do I begin with this one? This is a drawing of my dad and I; the picture was taken back in 2006, a happier time, I suppose. I don't commonly think about my dad, I don't necessarily think about how much I miss him or how I wish I could see him again, so it was odd for me to sit and look through old photos. I don't really know my dad; I do, but I don't. My dad was physically part of my life for 10 years, the second half of those were not the best. Mental illness, self medicating for years, debt, heroin, arguments, threats, uncertainty. I feel like I remember the negative more because I was older, my parents couldn't hide it from me like they used to. At the same time, when he was sober and stable, life was good. Life was great, things felt complete. So here I am, 6 years since he died. I don't want to say his image is fading, but I know less of who he was than I did before. I see the good from some (the ones who praise him, who act like he was a saint), and I see the bad from others (the one who felt the pain). I suppose I no longer see my view, my memories aren't there anymore. I don't necessarily feel sad, the anger has faded, and I can't say I'm happy. Maybe I'll figure it out one day, but, for now, it is what it is.

Seagull studies

As my father would like to have this kind of painting, I started practicing. Open for your critique :)

Scratchboard 6x6".

Still working on this one

Fresh Picked Tea :)

Ocean wind.

2, Summer's Over

See you there~ day 1 (my inktober drawings this year will have paint too :))

Happy fall :)

Trying to improve lighting technique :)

Window

It All Starts To Blend Together.