Inktober 31 - ByeByeInktober : see ya inktober 2019! i didnt like the last prompt at all (ripe) and didnt have very much time to draw tonight... so i did this instead.
"Remember to forget. Forget to remember." ~ A blackout poem from a recycled page of Riding with the Hides of Hell--now titled Burnout--a Young Adult romance.
A 45 minute drawing of some old tombstones. Done in pencil, graphite powder, charcoal powder and used a kneaded eraser to create effect, also edited digitally.
'in my culture, we believe that everyone becomes a god when we die, but we call them spirits. We plant a tree for them, and it is their new home, from which they commune with us . Spirits guide and protect us, '
First time coloring with markers since I was a kid. Couldn't sleep last night so I started drawing this. No idea what it is. Just let the pen do the work haha organized my art supplies today and decided to finally try out my markers.
A fairly special one for me this week, as today’s post is inspired by what would have been the time of Beltane celebrations. As it is, we celebrated at home in our own little ways, and in the case of myself indulging in my usual habits! Drinking and of course drawing, the usual stuff...
New Ghost OC I came up with!
His appearance may scare most ghosts but he means no harm since he is a huge trickster and also tickles ghosts without their permission
He measures approximately 7'4
A silly watercolor sketch, I know, but there's a lot tied to this little thing. There are so many bittersweet feelings lately. I tend to avoid putting a numerical value to time, I don't like the count-down aspect to things, especially knowing how obsessive I can be with that. It allows me to live in some semblance of ignorance (they say ignorance is pure bliss). There's a lot of tip-toeing around what I want to say and what I'm afraid to say, or even what I'd love to explore and embrace and simply afraid to. It's something I'm not used to. It's taken me quite a while to finally sit with certain things, or even acknowledge them, and it feels like there's so much more I'm now realizing. It's odd to be so frank to some and worried that others may find out. There's a lot of shifting again, goodbyes coming soon, complicated feelings and situations.
