“Iri on Cardboard”
Creative title is creative…
It had been a while since I did anything with cardboard, and I ripped this lovely piece off of a box I found on the street…
I’m preparing for a promising career as a hobo artist, guys. Don’t judge me, hahaha!
Coffee and watercolor on cardboard.
(Iri! Stop being so beautiful!)

WHAT IS LOVE? BABY DON’T HURT ME, DON’T HURT ME, NO MORE!
But yeah. Emotions, guys! :D
I helped my calc professor train his dog on Sunday and just… just… GAH!! Sooooo much adorable fun to be had!! And at one point we’d play hide-n-seek and I’d hide and he’d tell Iri to go find me and he DID and just–Eeeeeeeeeee!! So much joy!! My heart was so warm and fuzzy afterwards even though it was so cold! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
(But I had a man sweater so it was good. <3 )
Notes from my global politics class today.
It was a productive day. :’D
“Of Late November”
lol fox anatomy wats that?
Prolly one of my favorite works in a while. Something about late November that really makes me want to art away the days… A lot of this picture is how I feel in late November. Dazed, confused, yet comforted and a desire to comfort.
Had “What Child is This?” stuck in my head as I drew this. Fox Jesus whaaaat? I question you sometimes, brain! Hahaha! XD
Copic markers on coffee wash on bristol board.
“And Little Red Seeks Revenge”
Okay, I’ll admit it–I’m a Little Red Riding Hood junkie. The tale and its image just captivate me. The symbolic nature behind it just make me giddy! -derpderpderp-
I use its symbolism a lot in my writing too. Wolves can be human–and they devour innocence as their sustenance. They twist those they taint until the creatures they feed on become wolves themselves.
I’m so fed up with scanners. Blech. D:
Watercolor.
“It could be what you call a magical place, which it is”
My brother is doing a school project where they choose a stuffed animal to donate to a children’s hospital and write and illustrate a story to go along with it. He asked me to illustrate for me and boy did I jump on that!
My mom complains that my brother is boring, that he doesn’t have any creativity, that all he does is play video games and feed off the imagination of others. But she doesn’t know him, he’s brilliant. Lazy, but with a stunning imagination. He’s just afraid to show it, which is reasonable. Our mom is a harsh critic and is quick to call things weird or only tell us how to make it better. While that is important, children also need encouragement. Her personality has dogged me for quite a while…
But, gosh! When my brother sent me the first chapter, I was amazed and thrilled. I’m debating whether or not to put it up here, but it’s one of the most darling things I’ve read in a while. I can’t wait for the rest!
Pencil on coffee wash on bristol board.
“Not Robin Hood”
Character from book I’ve been writing since ages. And, Lord! am I slow. XD
SO MANY COLORS, GAIZ. SO MANY COLORS. I used over sixty different markers on this. SIXTY. 60. YEAH. PLEASE PUT ME IN A RUBBER ROOM. D:
But I like it despite those confused trees and streaky skies… WHY SCANNER? Y U NO SCAN WELL?

Marker on bristol board.