Small mosquito, small zine format, small me
Small attack against my huge art block which lasts over 2 years now.
I think I enjoyed the process after I managed to calm myself. I worried how the finished pictures would look like and blocked myself. Then I'll let go of those high expectations I put on myself while I was listening to the rain outside and reminded myself that no one will care. Well, except for myself. I joined the imaginary "no one will care" community in my head and started drawing.
It wasn't a complete smooth process. At the half I stumbled again over self doubt but a few deep and conscious breaths helped me to find back on my path.













