It’s been seven years. SEVEN. And I still cry over that dog. Lately, whenever I watch YouTube videos of dogs, I think about my childhood dog, Shiloh and I feel the faintest urge to choke up. This has been happening ever since I took this art class. What the fuck, brain?

I wish I could see him one last time just to see how he’s doing…

It’s not exactly what I had in mind, and I still lament that I can’t draw as well as I would like. Shelly Flashtrigger in her casual gear. I experiment with a more realistic approach to drawing eyes and I’m not quite happy with the results. Gnomes just look weird without massive exaggerated eyeballs. I also experimented a bit by giving her straight bangs. I don’t think I like them.