A comic to try and sort through some difficult feelings about being an artist and a reminder to not forget who you are.
Drawing has been a part of me since I was little; as I grew older, I kept improving well into my teen years and early 20s, but of course LIFE (school, new job, family/friends/romantic drama) took a lot of inspiration, heart, and soul out of me.
Like above, I've been like this for about 5 years now and I still wonder if I'll ever get back that part of who I am.
It's still difficult and scary for me to try and get it all back after so much has changed, but like this comic illustrates, I often think of what my younger self would think. Maybe she'd remind me of everything we've drawn in our life and tell me how much passion and soul was used to create it just because WE loved to do it.
From TMNT 2003 to Superheroes and of course to Original Characters I started working on since I was 10, there's still so much more to create. I just need to find and ignite that spark again. As for the little girl that loved to draw every day just because she wanted to: She's still in there somewhere just trying to get out. I'll find her and I'll make us whole again.
