The Lovers

I miss doing nothing at all and having someone to do nothing with. Sitting on a bench all day or lying in the grass, talking about everything or not saying anything at all. Someone to hug, to spoil and to long for when we are not together. But not just anyone will do, it has to be someone special.

Loneliness

Limited amount of time but I still wanted to draw it so here is a quick sketch for today. The proportions are way out there but it'll have to do.

The Death of Hope

I realized today that I live my life the way others have told me to, that I have allowed others to dictate what I should and should not do. The education I chose was the education that most people around me wanted me to get, not the one I first felt I wanted. Although I can not say it has been a bad choice I still get the feeling that maybe this is not what I want, and what I realized today was that at least it was not what I wanted when I was younger.

Going Somewhere?

Land of Lost Toys

For some reason I promised Entrinnen that I would draw a bunny for my blog so here it is. I have more plans for this image but they will have to wait just a little while longer. Meanwhile, please give my bunny a hug, I think he needs it!

I Was Going To Say Something Clever But...

No inspiration today, no clear picture of what I want in my head. I have no idea how many pictures I've created and deleted tonight but there were quite a few of them. I'll just upload an oldie. A picture of the badly designed nail clipper I own that won't even cut the thinnest of finger nails.

How To Mend A Broken Heart

Sometimes I have a clear image of what I want to draw and other times I have no idea where my brain is going to take me. It felt like my hand was working on its own on this one, kind of like some sort of partial out-of-body-experience. I am not sure what I, or rather my right hand and my brain is trying to say with this image, but we can all guess it is about some sort of heart ache. A representation of all the things we long for but cannot have.

The Angel

The Cold Hard Stone That Used To Be A Warm Beating Heart

The Things That Make Us Human

A Fresh Start