Status Updates From The Silent Muse (Deadly Amb...

It is too much, the pressure of being the only artist on display, of answering their questions and smiling, smiling so much.

I drop into another dimension. It’s like dancing to live music or kissing in the rain or making love for the first time. That near-euphoric feeling of being in my body, of being fully present.

Get the perspective and proportions right first, then go in with the color and shading.

Maybe a little smudged eyeliner reads creative professional rather than irresponsible twenty-nine-year-old?