Pokemon,
Pokémon,
In two and a half weeks, I’ll be turning 35 years old—a birthday I never truly believed I’d live to see. My childhood was something I had to surrender to someone else, and even after I reached adulthood, that past continued to steal large pieces of my young adult life. After failed relationships and multiple suicide attempts, I’ve finally arrived at a place of healing.
With this blog, I want to write a love letter to the franchise that gave me a world I could escape into when I needed it most.
The goal: Sketch, ink, and color all 151 original Pokémon by my birthday. That’s 151 Pokémon in 18 days. Some of these posts will also carry personal stories alongside the art.














