Why is that a drawing of Johnny the Homicidal Maniac in the year of 2020? Why yes it is. I missed drawing this fucking asshole.
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Why is that a drawing of Johnny the Homicidal Maniac in the year of 2020? Why yes it is. I missed drawing this fucking asshole.
Quarantine art is produced by mixing isolation, insanity, and massive amounts of sugar being consumed
Hey, I'm not dead.
Wonder Woman!
I've been in a art block for so long I don't remember how to draw, honestly. To be candid with you all, the only thing I've been thinking of lately is how angry I am. My home life is shit, my parents are homophobic assholes who don't let me do anything, my school is full of idiots, and my mood swings are so bad I can't even hold a coherent sense of self close to my chest before it slips the fuck away and I'm plunging into some buckshot downward spiral. My anger is worse than ever, I feel like. So I drew myself, consumed with anger, like I feel like I am sometimes. My hope is that if I draw out these feelings- even in my shitty cartoon style- I'll feel a little more in control.
Happy Pride, y'all. I planned on doing more but time got away from me. So have a Harley and an Ivy celebrating and living their best lives.
This looked like shit after I colored it so have this version.