With a huge dirty spade shovel D:
I don't know why, but lately somethign inside of me has changed...
I'm not entirely sure what it is, or when it happened, but lately my whole outlook on things is completely different then it normally has been.
For the past little while I was going through this major artblock, where I couldn't seem to draw -anything-
After my trip out to Calgary, I came back and was like 'WTF IS A PENCIL, I DONT UNDERSTAND :B'
It was as if I didn't even understand the human body. I even paced around my room a few times thinking 'What's the point of drawing. You're not good at it. You have no style. It's all ripped off fr