This is a brand-new traditional piece I drew for... Well, for my own inner dispositions.
I made this to symbolize that Furries aren't real, and neither is the comforting, carefree nature of them. Furries are a fantasy, and are no more real than colors on a piece of paper, an image on a screen, or an anxious human wearing a carpet; and unfortunately, they'll probably stay that way.
Yet I don't wish Furries were real for their physical attributes alone, but more of their ideological; truly, my hatred towards existence is also represented in this... I scrutinize humanity as a whole. I wish we could all just get along, agreeing on the same things and therefore not fighting. This world is too damn complicated thanks to us, and it pangs me to face the reality that it's not going to change for me. I'll either fight it all the way, or die trying, I guess... 'Cause I know I'm damn sure not accepting it for the fucked-up reality it brings.
Furries are fake, and it's pathetic that I must resort to something like this to be okay with living.

So yeah! That's my little rant for a while. Lol
Overall, I'm fairly proud of this one; I love how the grass turned out, as well as the initially-incidental blending of the colors to form a rainbow. Although I did mess up in several locations, specifically where I was forced to use white-out to correct the permanent mistakes... From now on, I'll try another method. The dried white-out generated an ugly texture that didn't color well. Ah, well, lessons are learned!