Quentin Coldwater
This was a catharsis piece. Hardly my most ambitious piece, but by far the most trying. It’s a culmination of all my feelings for Quentin.
Quentin Coldwater meant a lot to me. He certainly deserved better.
I’ve been in a depressive funk for awhile now, and a lot of things have suffered for it, but nothing more upsetting to me than my art.
Quentin.
[Stage 1 and 2]
*blep*
[My tablet gave out part way through, so this is as finished as it got.]
I’ve been in a depressive art slump for a few months now, but I’m trying to work through, so I have a couple things to post.
I started the outline for this months ago, and I’m finally getting around to working on it.
I’ve been incredibly uninspired lately, so I’m posting some of my old favorites in an attempt to motivate myself.
I finally finished taz: balance. here’s my favorite magic boy.
I had a dream I’d befriended a wolf called Fox. I miss him. He’s a good boy.
My New Year’s Resolution this year is simply to finish more of the art I start. There are plenty of pieces littering my digital art hard drive that just never got finished, so never got posted. I’m going to do better this year.
my final piece off the year.
FUCK OFF, 2017!
Sometimes when I can’t think of anything to draw, I just draw my sith, Sihuo.
I started to draw the squad, but i’m notorious for not finishing A N Y T H I N G, soooo….