I wrote a poem

I realized today, just now
that I’m not like my mother,
her soft guiding hand
and staunch loving mind
No I am her mother
the dreamer
the selfish vagabond dancer
forgetful but well-meaning
set in our ways and our vices

I made this adorable dragon in some womans mocha yesterday

drew my parents church cause theyve commissioned me to. I think I’m even getting paid. Kinda the most cliche first-paying-art-job ever

something I painted pretty quick last night. Just to play with my medium again, remember how much I love watercolors

My friends been posing for me for free which is super cool

An iris I did for my mom, framed it myself and everything. I cant wait to give it to her

joshlindillustration:

Chik’n the Cat – watercolor