messing around with environments and color
Her: That’ll be 3.02$
Me: *hands her a 5$ bill*
Her: Do you have 2 cents?
Me: *fumbles around pockets*
Me: Wait, I have 10 cents.
Her: *Stares at the coin in my hand*
Her: That’s ok. It wouldn’t change anything.
some progress on this dude. still trying to figure out where i’m going stylistically with this.
Boards for a super short project.
It seems like the likely hood of producing work while I’m working a 9~5 is very slim. Therefore, I wanted to try and reduce my goals to something more feasible. My biggest desire is to actually complete something so right now I want to try and make shorts for here and on instagram. They would only have to be 15 seconds which seems super doable so the challenge would be for me to get my point across within that time frame. Today alone I’ve drawn more than I have in the past month so that’s a good sign.
I didn’t know what to expect. I tried not to think about it for the longest time. I figured that I’d deal with it when he got here.
He looked exactly like his photos except… real. He wasn’t the static image that I fantasized about. His once fixated eyes were now looking back at mine. It made me anxious.
I always wondered what would happen if we ever met. I couldn’t help thinking that the reality of who we are would ruin the idea of ourselves that we cultivated for each other. Now he was here in front of me and there was nowhere to run.