My husband has a chronic illness and frequently spends weeks in the hospital. I have been doodling each day while sitting with him and many of them reflect my thoughts at the time. Often appearing are desperation, hope, frustration, sarcasm, fear.
Cross posted to Tumblr:Fun fact: before long,before all of my demon OC's,Ghost OC's, Object OC's etc.I made a scene girl oc since little ole me couldn't cope with the fact that I couldn't be scene at all (family and money reasons) tween me made one.Her appearance now is way different.Shes now afro Latina. I don't remember her original outfit so I made her a new one.Gave her pigtails because why not?I guess she still looks like a stickman because she was one back in the day! finally..she has a name!her name is Chrissy Temple! Wish I still had my old drawings of her I made in Ms paint and in paper lol.I don't know why I keep dreaming of obscure OC's of mine?
