Night weirdos. Don't forget to speak your truth, no matter where it takes you.
Sleep tight, dream bright. And embrace your nightmares. They probably need a hug just as bad.
A first sketch =/= a second sketch =/= a final weirdo.
Moods change, the background music changes, the meaning changes over time.
But if you close your eyes...
Artists never stop creating. Even through blocks, your mind is always there, working, thinking about it, fighting to get back.
Almost done outlining. I'm making extra frames cause I feel like they need them this time. Just a little bit left ๐ค
I don't have a lot of spare minutes, so I use every single one I have. I'm finishing the zombies next week. I don't care what it takes me to do that.
For now - night, weirdos. Sleep tight. Dream bright. Join me in my nightmares ๐ค