Warm and cool winds mixing and blowing over sand ridges. A memory from living on the edge of a desert in Western Australia. Sometimes, walking the early morning the air is still cool in the shade of the trees, but the moment you step out into the sun, it is already hot.
And again, a little bit of emotion on the canvas... It's about denial. About trying to revive something that has already withered. About faith in life in a withered flower.
I really like sketching. Many of the sketches are really good - funny, cute, or just for my universe. But I never posted them, believing that only full-fledged completed works are worthy of social networks. Today I drew this sad and sweet canvas at the same time. I think it's not very easy to understand what kind of characters are depicted and what kind of situation they are in.. Therefore, I decided to start translating my sketch comics into English and upload them to a special gallery on DA. What about this particular canvas?.. well.. That's how I feel. And I really love my characters... Sometimes I transfer my emotions to them. Thanks for reading!
