1973
His arms wrapped securely around the man's smaller figure. Kiku's cheeks were stained red and he shivered violently from the cold, limply lying in the man's strong arms weakly. He had not worn the proper clothes for such cold weather and such careless preparation was unusual for him. His body was burning and his fever high. Unconscious and found lying on the snow covered ground. It made Ivan, the man who held him, wonder how he had gotten here and why. His mind was puzzled and no one gave them much attention spare for the occasional glance. Most kept to their own business.
Even on a freezing night like this, there were still people bus
Art Style: Inconsistant Favorite Quote: "Mind you, sometimes the angels smoke, hiding it with their sleeves, and when the archangel comes, they throw the cigarettes away: that’s when you get shooting stars." -Vladimir Nabokov
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Emilie Autumn
Favourite Writers
Edgar Allen Poe
Favourite Games
Hide and Seek. >=3
Tools of the Trade
Pencils and chainsaws.
Other Interests
Bugging England, pastries, cooking, bagpipes, violin, harpsichord, sewing, animals, and my work.
It's been too long since I've disappeared from DA.
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But, looking back at these old drawings makes me a little discouraged, but encouraged as well. I've improved and am now more comfortable with my drawing though I still have a lot of work to do.
Indeed. There are conflicts within me.
I'm still a bit confused on my own style of drawing and there's so many things I want to learn on the subject.
So, I've taken a bit of time figuring it out myself and I think I'm finally getting there. It's a bit rough, but I think with some practice and polishing, I'll be able to draw with confidence and to be happy with my own way of drawing.
After all, drawing makes me happy and I'd like to draw things that inspire and make me happy. Not things I think should be inspiring me.