Can’t sleep so have a kawaii phone doodle of my boyfriend and me. Can’t figure out how to crop it down so there’s a fox from the print on my pants in the background, oops! Anyway it’s our 23 month anniversary whoooa~~!!! ♡♡♡

Forgot to post this, but here’s a commission I did of a client’s deceased pet wolfdog! He was a gorgeous creature from the photos and it was a pleasure and honor to paint him.

Coffee and watercolor, December 2013.

Simplest three hour drawing ever.

Done using the Sketchbook Mobile App.

I’m getting mildly addicted to drawing on my phone.

Playing around with a sketching program on my new phone. It’s easier than my actual tablet???
So anyway, here’s my OC Evie!

Details of “Obsessions”!

The goal for this was to play with subtle colors in a way I don’t typically use, hence the blotches of pink, red, purple, and blue.  The colors around the eye turned out the best, I think.

I also wanted to visually convey the idea of the song’s theme of obsessive thoughts and the need to find anyway you can to drive them out.  It’s a need for release from those thoughts and ideas that possess you, the feeling that you need to toss your head back and let them burst out.  As the thoughts pass by other thoughts, like bubbles floating, they get murky and begin to mix.

“Obsessions”

Marker and colored pencil.

Based on the song by Marina and the Diamonds.

NEED HELP WITH POSSIBLE ART THEFT!!

Hey, guys, I need some help.  This morning I saw that Urban Outfitters has started selling a sweater with a freakishly familiar design.  I don’t want to jump the gun and start saying that this design was stolen from me, but the similarity is uncanny.  I don’t have a trademark on foxes curled into a heart shape so I’m not sure if this officially qualifies as “copyright infringement”.

What do you guys think?  Is this too similar to be a cooincidence?  If so, what should I do?

The sweater can be found here and my artwork here.

Politics

But what was I doing before I sat at this table

Because all I’m aware of is how my legs tremble

They’ve born such a terrible weight.

And all around me these voices scream and fight,

Declaring one another to be hypocrites and liars,

Meanwhile I watch the dying funeral pyre.

When they finally grow weary and quiet

I ask them where we are and what’s the point of it,

And no one is really sure.

We’ve been fed something that doesn’t fill,

Just something to chew and mask the bile,

And each night we took it for communion

It helps us forget what’s become of this Union.

I watched one man wipe his face and cross the room

He looked out the cracked window at the prevalent gloom

And declared that something must be done.

And now that we’re sober because the wine is all gone,

We finally agreed.

Aesop’s Parable of the Dog and the Wolf

And suddenly I thought of this past year,

Of all I had lost

Because of a moment of weakness

One late night

And because I decided to keep

The dignity

Of owning that decision

Of carrying

The burden of freedom forever.

The bitch

Chewed the collar off her raw neck,

Ran off,

And danced with the starving wolf.