Anomalies13

We're in the home stretch for Inktober!

If you want to see my Inktober drawings, visit my Instagram: www.instagram.com/ariellejay7/

I'm thinking of trying my hand at NaNoWriMo this year aldo. Haven't really decided which of my stories I wanted to write 50,000 words for yet, though.

I'm participating in Inktober for the first time ever. You can view my art at instagram.com/ariellejay7/

At the end, I'll be uploading scans of the drawings to my Facebook page where people can vote on the concepts they liked the most and I'll redraw them in a more serious illustration. You can follow my Facebook Page here: www.facebook.com/ariellejayart…

Hope everyone else is doing well!

I decided to rock out the icon I use for my Facebook Page and turn it into an animated GIF. It should be synced where the images mirror each other with alternate colors. If they're not jumping around in sync then it's possible your comp loaded one a little later than the other. 

 

Let me know what you think!

When you go through your old artwork, you kind of see a timeline of your own life in it in a way. I've had a lot of friends that came and went and most of the artwork drawn for them or because of them, etc. I tend to bury away and refuse to look at because I just remember all the reasons that friendship ended and it makes me angry all over again like I just teleported back in time ad relived all the BS. It's honestly difficult to put the good times at the forefront of my mind and I can hold a grudge for well over a decade.

I was going through some old stuff from 2010 and found drawings of a nightmarish creature that was my take on an old friend's original design (that was already pretty cool) and instead of getting those bitter 'this is why I hate that asshat' feelings, I just kind of smiled. And for once my first memories cropping up about that particular friendship were good ones. I'm not sure if I've matured enough to want to try being friends with that person again and it's been over 3 years, they've probably completely forgot me. But I don't know. That's the only person who I once had a friendship with that terribly fell apart that I don't internally narrow my eyes at and feel extremely embittered about, even if they did call me a bitch. 

In the same vein, today, I casually just blocked that one ****ing ***** that should have just respectfully unfollowed me since CLEARLY this friendship is way over.

Some things haven't changed, to say the least.