another traditional art that I'm really getting into as of late. It just itches my brain real good. Just a little vent piece of how I feel about my art as of late. Bad brain feels but at least I'm venting constructively to feel creative again.

My sona looking on passively after being hurt, standing tall and strong and carrying on as perusal. All wounds heal in time, and this one is no different.

Done with Roseart colored pencils, markers and gel pens