For r/redditgetsdrawn (https://www.reddit.com/r/redditgetsdrawn/comments/hqd9il/this_is_my_cat_and_my_boyfriend/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) Drawn with my finger with Procreate Pocket on my iPhone.
I love how she is one of my easiest demon characters to draw :/ sadly I can't draw her husband yet due to being muscular and tall (I can't draw muscles with a finger).the reason why I didn't color her was because I'm saving the coloring for a video I am going to upload it another day (nobody watches them but oh well I also have fun making them too :p)
So I found my pen but it broke in the middle of this XD but don't worry my aunt had a backup. This is my first digital illustration with a pen please don't judge me ;w; using my fingers is painful.
"Make finger puppets that look like your family but aren't such dicks" | It's Nice That is currently doing a weekly Instagram brief, and the current task is to illustrate a fun activity that you can do alone.
This is the finished drawing. It took me about 6 hours over the course of two days. I decided to just lightly shade the background so my finger prints didn’t show so much. I was afraid that going darker would make the horse blend in too much. I’m happy with how it turned out! Done in charcoal, marker, colored pencil, and pencils.
I asked for help because I saw it coming. They didn't provide suitable help for me. It came, no-one listened and they tried to send me away to save my neighbours, but I stayed. Then, after everyone was gone, they listened. WHY? Just why isn't MY safety imporant enough? I've been reaching out for weeks here (for months, years elsewhere). Why do you try to save my neighbours but never me? It only came because my neighbours drove me insane and I triedt to keep it all in. WHY?
Watercolour crayon, crayon, fineliner and acrylic paint... . . . . . .. ... . ... .. ... . .. ... .. ............ . ... . . The tree is weary crying for some help, its roots are drowning and the taps on full pelt. Its head cant speak the evil, hear the evil, see it. Whilst its occupiers point the fingers at each other and dont even believe it... .. ... . .... . .. .
I was pretty much done with this Jane, but she hadn't told me what she was saying yet. Then my 18 year old daughter came in, and nervously said "Mom...I did a thing..." She proceeded to show me her freshly tattooed fingers. Suddenly, Jane spoke...