A visiting younger cousin was immersed in arts and crafts and I felt obliged to join in for the sake of keeping her company. Though while she was happily producing pastel colored butterflies and technicolor landscapes, I churned out something rather darker. But that's me in a nutshell, I suppose. Other girls want to draw happy, carefree things. I end up drawing a creepy Scarecrow wandering ominously through cornfields under a harvest moon.
Probably the most free I've felt drawing/painting in awhile. Trying to find a pure, clean, childlike side of myself for the sake of a mural commission for children's rooms has been taking a lot out of me-- a challenging but sometimes frustrating task when my heart and style is elsewhere. But that's commissions-- we're asked to draw what others want, not what we're necessarily good at or enjoy. Placating my darker side at times helps. Makes me feel like myself again.
And I think I'm liking Scarecrow in a tattered vest most of all in terms of finding a personal design for him :d Will have to experiment more with that later.
medium: cheap children's watercolor palette and Sakura Pigma brush pens [of which I adore]
character: Jonathan "The Scarecrow" Crane belongs to DC comics
[soli deo gloria]