Inktober day 2 that I forgot to upload here yesterday, sorry!
The word was: Mindless.
I didn't have any idea after translating the word in French, so I went the literal way.
sunday (little girl) and Mojo (little doll) are the characters of my webcomic, which, in case the zombie wasn't enough of a clue, is NOT for everyone. https://herebevoodoo.com
Inktober 2. day
Huckup or german Aufhocker, sorbisch Bubak
a creature of the German folklore.
An undead creature that hobs at the back of a traverer slowly draining his energy getting heavier with each step.
The victim is paralyzed, suffers from anxiety and is unable to turn around, Mmm reminds a little bit about depression hu?
Day 2 #mindless, #Inktober 2019.
No forethought or sense, just space. It's good to be mindless sometimes but remember to be aware, and compassionate with those around you, especially those closer to you. You never know what other people are dealing with. Try to be kind.
Daily drawing #643
This is a piece I did for a short film about the life of a victim of sexual abuse, after all the court cases and conviction. The film wanted to show the side that you don't see, the director wanted me to paint a picture capturing that emotion. Although I have never been through it personally so I cant speak on the feeling, I hope this makes you think about someone who has been having a battle in their mind. Give them some love !
A commission that didn't work out. They had something specific in mind but hadn't relayed that. I will learn to ask more questions in the future :) live and learn! I'll likely post the new one when it's done.
Sometimes I use the Ho'oponopono method of healing in my healing practice. It really brings a lot of peace! When this reminder came to me in a recent session, I decided to make a drawing of it for my client.
The fight which happens in everyone's mind at
some point. To go beyond the comfort zone.
That can be whatever you are ignoring but which
is going to expand you
It can completely tear you apart but eventually
you'll be in peace with it.
He sits up in his teacup with his hands wrapped 'round a porg,
Thinking up new ways to join forces with the Borg.
To eradicate the Rebels by infecting them with spores,
And assimilate the hive mind to become one with the Force.
Dropping bombs on people's moms...
All because he's mad that his own mom named him "Tom."
He overreacted but there's more to explain, though-
Keep in mind the fact that his last name is "Aito."
Face to face, eye to eye, this pair of lovers is sharing their moment, despite any other figures which comes and goes. Now, all rests in the back of the mind, buried.
