When I was little, I would peel my oranges and pretend they were hearts. I would crush them and suck all the juice out as though I was Nosferatu or something haha. I don't think my mom appreciated the mess.
I also vaguely remember thinking bikes were enormous.
Oh man, Haven't posted in a while! I've been CRAZY busy with work.
I wanted to get better at drawing fish, so I drew some fish.
I've also almost filled another sketchbook! Just because I'm at work, doesnt mean I can't doodle... right.... right? ahahaha
So I'm feeling extra emotional because... well because sketchbooks are a lot like an adventure, and like on adventure's you go through a lot, and you grow a lot. I've grown so much on this one! I'll have to make a sketch dump of sorts to celebrate!