Ever since I can remember I haven't had normal dreams... I can't remember a single night that I haven't woken up in a cold sweat or just couldn't sleep for that matter. Over the years I've become so accustom to having nightmares that they simply stopped scaring me. I don't know why I dream the things I do but I can't share this picture with you without the previous explaination. I know the perspective is off in this... I did it a week before my 15th birthday and it was the best I could do at the time. The night before I had dreamed as I always do but this character came to me again as he often did; Full of sorrow & regret. He was my protector in a world that made no sense to me. He was a child trapped in the body of a monster for all time... There's far more to the story but I've shared enough. This is one of the only drawings I've never destroyed & only a handful of people have ever seen it. I hope you all enjoy it.
I don't any more... I'm 24 now. *grins* I destroyed everything up until a year or so ago because once I finished working on them, they never came close to what I had in my mind. I guess they disappointed me... I could clearly see what needed to be put down but lacked the ability to do so. It was kind of a frustrating point in my life.
this scares me, its wonderful.... now marry me!!!! Our artistic genes could breed great kids!! hehehe j/k
this is scary.... I don't want to marry you.. but I can't wait to see what your working on...and I would luv to meet you
