Not really coming back because I've been enjoying learning to make art for myself but i do miss posting about my little blorbos. Was going through a box of old art and its odd having my juicebox era be something that brings me nostalgic feelings when it really was not that long ago.
I decided to redraw something i found a little silly and i got whiplash from how different it felt. I remember being in highschool and spending multiple school days in class trying to make this look good and funny and the redraw took a few hours while high as fuck. Funny how something like this can make you realize you really have grown and changed even if its just in a specific skill
Idk. not very good at being profound. The feelings of relief and annoyance with with art and the realizations that "mistakes" really dont matter is something ive been struggling with so having a drawing that has one willion places that i left messy and unfinished be leagues better than something i tried my absolute hardest on is strange. Love these little beasts with all of my heart.
