Reading Jodi Picoult’s My Sister’s Keeper is exhausting my mental and emotional capacity, I feel like breaking down. I needed a break and drawing seems like the best way to release all of the feelings bottled inside.
This isn’t my usual style. This is actually the first time I’ve tried drawing anything like this. I really wanted to stay on my comfort zone but I’ll never get better. So, I decided to try and do something different.
I think this is my best one yet. Every time I look at this one, I feel like I’m actually looking at myself. I wanted to draw it with more angst and feeling, with the foreground of a shattered mirror but since I’m short on colored pencils, I’ll put that off for now.