This one day I got a huge urge to draw. I hadn't drawn in a long time and almost backed out of it entirely. Weird, I used to draw a lot back when I was a kid, mainly as an escape from the dreaded classroom.
I hesitated for a moment, but then said "fuck it" and started drawing...
Trying to depict emotional bewilderment and stubbornness...
With hints of fate!
Fast forward some time, feeling really fucking depressed and just feel like dying itself. Didn't really know what I was doing or even nudging towards. Things just fell into place.
"Is this really all there is?"
Here I tried to depict I think, what seems to be how packed life can be in some ways and how empty in other ways. How when you're low in vitamin love makes you slip down into the drain and join the "blob"...
If you're masochistic, you can try counting up all the faces...
The face-ception here can go deep.
It was my first time using graphical design software for a design that was on paper...
And I found that it's a calming activity for me
Should I do something like this more often
Give your thoughts below!
Psychedelic Art: Well, it's Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas...
