Lately, I've become depressed whenever I log into this site. Why? Well, first is that my new art is very un-popular. People still favourite my old art, and yet it may be good, I feel slightly hurt because it seems my new style isn't nearly as good as my old one. Maybe back then I had better, more developed ideas. I don't know. The second reason is that I see other peoples art and I think, "Why can't I be like that?" I'm also kind of stressed in real life because my mother is very unhappy with everyone one in the house, and she has become very icey towards us.

This picture was created from my internal demons...or maybe just teenage angst. The white ghosts are my inner demons that are taunting and torturing me. The broken heart is mine. It's cracked and a bandade is on one of them in an effort to try and mend it. The main character in the picture is actually my fursona. This is the first digital picture I have completed of her. She was made back in January and I feel a great comfort to draw her. the strings thats holding her heart were inspired from the song Monster by You say party! We say die!. Her eyes are emotionless yet you can tell that she hurts from the tears coming from her eyes.

I tried to make it meaningful to me, and after typing all of this I feel as though I'm just one big drama queen. I did try and improve my anatomy in this, though I think I failed misreably. If you want to critique on my anatomy, then go do so, just don't be to harsh about it because this is a vent picture .

Image and all characters (c) to me