Sketch #1 - They don’t have names or a backstory. No references, simply bursted out from my imagination.
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Sketch #1 - They don’t have names or a backstory. No references, simply bursted out from my imagination.
"Together we dream the same dream Forever I'm here for you, you're here for me Two voices, one song."
This is such lovely art. I used to own a sticker book of this Barbie movie. I think I was drawn to Alexa because she was a bit tomboyish which matched my personality when I was little. Also, I didn’t know at the time, you could have crushes for girls as a girl.
A quick late night sketch, practicing expression. I’m used to drawing neutral faces.
Latest portrait (?) completed. She looks absolutely stunning. Needs a full body look, maybe in a few years once I learn how to draw it.
Attempted to draw a version of Spider-man by memory. Necks should not do that unless person is flexible.
I feel that the filter does the art a bit more justice to help dull out the colorful palette he has.
I attempted to draw Sua from Alien Stage to the best of my ability using a reference image. I skipped a few fingers on Sua, she now has three fingers (lol). Also tried to make it so her eyes look scarred for life.
Another portrait type art work by yours truly.
A magenta hair woman stares in the distance, wearing a blue dress. Her eyes speaks of hope but, the sunken color surrounding it showed her tiredness. She frowns in the picture. Even all dolled up, her expression remain blank and empty. Will she meet with a knight or hero to save the day? Or continue to hide and build resentment towards societal standards because she cannot love another woman?