For the first time in 7 months, I finally picked up a pencil and over came this crippling anxiety that always stops me from laying anything down. It may be just a sketch, but its a huge step for me to get back in touch with this side of myself again.
On a side note, they say once an artist falls in love with you, you can never die.. I can see how people think that of us.
I have yet to finish her, but this was my favorite part.
Lets just forget, everything we’ve ever done. Forget each others taste, None of this ever happened. Wouldn’t it be better off that way?