10/20 days, 20 films that made an impact on me. No title, no comment, just a picture. In my case, a drawing.
Daily drawing #628
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09/20 days, 20 films that made an impact on me. No title, no comment, just a picture. In my case, a drawing.
Daily drawing #627
#imaginarythinking #illustration #portraitillustration
08/20 days, 20 films that made an impact on me. No title, no comment, just a picture. In my case, a drawing.
Daily drawing #626
#imaginarythinking #illustration #comic
07/20 days, 20 films that made an impact on me.
No title, no comment, just a picture. In my case, a drawing.
Daily drawing #625
#imaginarythinking #illustration #portraitillustration
05/20
20 days, 20 films that made an impact on me. No title, no comment, just a picture. In my case, a drawing.
Daily drawing #623
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03/20
20 days, 20 films that made an impact on me.
No title, no comment, just a picture. In my case, a drawing.
Daily drawing #621
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02/20
20 days, 20 films that made an impact on me.
No title, no comment, just a picture. In my case, a drawing.
Daily drawing #620
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01/20
20 days, 20 films that made an impact on me. No title, no comment, just a picture. In my case, a drawing.
Daily drawing #619
#imaginarythinking #illustration #portraitillustration
55 mins
“I Never Noticed The House Was On Fire” This is a painting for an upcoming group exhibition about memories. When I was a kid I grew up in a household where my parents were functioning alcoholics. They gave me toys, put me in front of the tv, and sent me outside to play to keep me distracted from what was going on. When I look back almost all of my childhood memories revolve around these things. I became obsessed with these imaginary worlds and I learned to draw by copying my favorite cartoons and characters from children’s books. It was not until I was much older, that the truth could no longer be hidden from me. The imaginary world of cartoons and books kept me shielded from the harsh realities of home. As I grew into an adult that form of coping grew with me as I created my own imaginary places inspired by the ones I loved as a child. A healthy place to escape.
This is my friend "shar" that is always there for me as a child in Africa living in those round huts. I could talk to him, share my moments of joy, sorrows, pain, and confusion. Anywhere I go he is always there with me, he is my angel.
Part of a series of black and white drawings on birch plywood. I took some liberties with horns and the look of the face. Don't consider this a realistic bison.
