just a quick LH practice- when I was taking my foundation year art I wrote my disertation on Hergé. Having a history of terrible dreams myself I remember being very moved when finding out about how Tintin in Tibet, one of my favourites, was written during and influenced by a very distressing time in Hergé’s life which involved a series of recurrent nightmares;
“-At a particular moment, in an immaculately white alcove, a white
skeleton appeared that tried to catch me. And then instantly everything
around me became white.“
some doodles of another little story I have in the back of my head
they don’t have names yet
I have a cold so I spent the morning watching the HxH movies in a blanket and my pal wanted to know what I thought so
5 minute left handed sketch because RRRRAAAAAAGHHHH
man it’s been a long time since I drew animu but boy did I ever find the perfect guy to get back into it
just felt like drawing this lil’ guy to blow off steam \o/
morning warm up because these guys
I officially give up on drawing marigolds forever holy poop why
have I ever waxed lyrical about how much I love Bill Cipher’s design because seriously
