Crossover with Me~ (loose panel)

Just a quick fun little panel I made from a conversation I had with a friend. I may go back in and add/adjust some things or make it a mood panel type coloring thing. I just wanted to let my mind free for once and not worry about the normal stuff I would when making these. It was going to be a full on comic but I really just liked the loose sketch for this panel... /\

Merry Christmas!!!~

I managed to finish it! ^v^ I kept changing the concept to this but I like this one better than the others. This is the Christmas present I was making for a friend since I can't physically give anything. /\ I don't really draw puppies or Pokemon lol but he loves growlithe and arcanine and if I could I would give them to him or the equivalent which is a plushie and key chains. c: Cause I wanted to make key chains but...hopefully one day. Merry Christmas to all and hopefully it's a fun and beautiful one! ^v^

Mmmm...><

Currently I'm working on a Christmas present for a friend. /\ I stressed so much over it on I think Monday that I couldn't focus on making it or well I didn't like anything I made for it. I wished I could just give something else because sometimes not a lot of people like homemade or um...things you don't spend money on. Yet I think it could mean more than a price tag or getting things off of a list because you place your heart into it. Or maybe I'm just really weird. :/
Normally I just send care packages to friends with little sculpted figures inside...which reminds me I need to make one for my other friend. /\
Anyho, I'm really excited to work on this for him b/c everything I have is going into this. Hopefully the message will reach him. ^^~☆

Journey to the Surface

~I was her eyes, her ears, and her voice. I listened to the conversations she wanted to hear, saw the things she sought to experience, and recorded the sights and events she held dearly to her as we went together into the world. She didn't want to forget a single face that was interesting nor a persons story that was told. She would soon come to find that through this journey it made her feel whole, and she was able to detach herself and give birth to a new being/self.~ 

The main focus on this project was health and well being with the latter or causes for the fall of the woman who stayed by my side being the effects of things like utility, motherhood, and the male gaze. How with the use of herbal and holistic medical practices black women and men during slavery and after were able to heal--not only physical wounds but spiritual ones too. There are many different ways in which this piece can be interpreted (it just depends on the eye of the looker), but here are my two interpretations. 

The poem on the last page says:


Bound
Why can't you speak little birdie?
Is it because they bound your mouth shut?
Opressing your voice from being heard. 
Do they laught at you as you struggle? Do they mock you as you stumble...stutter on your words?
Don't cry little birdie, one day your voice will be heard

Released 
Rise for I have cut away the strings once tied around your mouth.
Avenge your fallen sisters and brothers.
Let your voice be heard!
Now now, don't you worry about little ol' me.
A little injury never hurt no one. 
Now go fly and be free.
Whispers Just don't forget about me ~ 

End. ~

Narrative:

She tends to the garden each day, nurtures, cares for it. Each plant has a soul, each one has a mind a body...she tends to it’s needs. Talks to it, loves it, for these are her seeds that she sows into the earth. Yet one by one those seeds as they grow she fears for them, for when they grow to beautiful--ripe with their full potential--she knows that one by one they’ll leave her side. Even so, her love for them won’t ever fade because in her heart they’ll always be hers. They’ll always...be hers.

As she was running, she slipped and fell into an entanglement of vines. Unable to escape she struggled. (She struggled as she was unable to escape). “Let me free! Let me free…” her voice wasn’t heard. The vines still hugged her body. After awhile she paused...stopped struggling and noticed that the vines weren’t trying to harm her but they were embracing her. As she closed her eyes she started to remember the sweet moments that she had while caring for her garden back home. The way each plant felt, the beautiful aroma that the lavender and rosemary gave off to fill the air. Her mind was now at ease…

On that night something glorious happened. The lady that was once running, trying to escape from the things that came to face her...was no longer running. She stayed there entangled in the sweet embrace of the vines. From the vines she bore fruit, the fruit that was once taken from her...now born again. Her garden was now complete--full of life and vigor…

Another possible narrative:

“You are not you...you are not who you’re supposed to be?” An unknown voice proclaims.

“Why am I not me? Who am I supposed to be?” She replies.

“I don’t know, but you just aren’t you. All of the women who’ve come before you were so different...they were extraordinary despite the struggles they faced. Yet you’ve faced much less than them and...you’re just not you...” The voice fades into the distance.

I tread through the forest lost...why am I here...why am I running and what am I running from?

“I am not a queen or goddess because you dub me as one. You do not determine who I am, what I do, or decide to become...I do.” As she said this it was recorded that her ripened belly gave birth to vines and from those bore honeysuckle(s).

End.

This was more than likely the hardest project I've ever done because it required for me to think outside of the box for literal interpretation and more towards one the viewer can conclude. Yet still holding the meaning behind it aiming towards healing for black women. As always thank you for stopping by and have a wonderful day. ~

Interesting...

One of my friends said the way I draw reminds him of A Goofy Movie, character styles. I haven't seen that movie since I was little (it was my favorite movie).~♡ Now that I look at it and compare it to my characters they somewhat do and that was unintentional. xD Now I really wanna watch those movies again. ☆~

Outfit Color Blocks ~

On the left are her pajama's,and the right is her mori kei style. These are her color blocks and it took some time to find the right colors to chose for her, and I learned that I shouldn't chose a bunch of colors when doing this and stick to my original way of coloring where I use one color or a select palette and then go from there. Not done yet just need to add the patterns and lace stuff. ~

Raaaaawr

I'm currently trying to make a card game...Yet I don't have a lot of ideas so to speak. Or well the way the card game works is figured out but the monsters/creature themselves like the designs arent. >< This project is going to be apart of my portfolio some of it is done on time lol
It's waaaaay easier for me to imagine and draw what others describe than it is for me to draw what I imagine cause I dont have that vivid of an imagination...or more so when I draw from it there's a mental block like "No you can't touch this idea, it belongs only in this realm." Like the "Thou shalt not pass" thing. > <

I've Come to Notice...

I love designing characters or doing concept designs. Like I think that it's so much fun seeing how a character you created begins to change with a few tweaks here and there. It's like they're a totally different person. It reminds of when I was younger and would wonder what I would look like if I certain features were different. Even when I sit and do character creations on video games, it's like, "Ooooo what would the character look like if I added this or tweaked that?" After hours of playing with features I decide to just make one that resembles me. > <
So then I think, if not animation then I would love to create characters for video games or based off of people's ideas for their stories...so illustration. ~ Of course animation is still my #1 goal since I could be a concept artist or something. These are just my morning thoughts as I procrastinate on my homework. c:
Side note: 1st picture, top left...is how Dara first looked. Update: I recently took out the boy next to her b/c he's no longer a character (too Jojo inspired). 2nd picture, left is Hau (who's my 2nd favorite to draw). Next  to him is Violet...at first I named her Vivian but that didn't fit later on.

Character Concepts

Hm...I dont think I posted her yet on here, but this is my child Dara. I love her sooo much I needed to sketch more outfits for her. Her style is similar to mines, and she mainly wears the clothes I personally can't wear~ The main reason for this though is b/c I'm doing a role play with her to get her character down. I used to do that a lot on my dA but...I don't use that account anymore... Oh before I forget I was also sketching this:

I sort of got stuck though >< I have absolutely no idea what um...archery people wear or wandering archers...and I suck at key words so hours were lost today trying to search the right word to find clothes /\ This isn't my character...it's my friends, and it bothers me I can't do him justice .-. I can never show him this until I figure out what in the world this character would dress like :/