Made something

 Hey there, 


...I had yet another urge to reach out to the wrong person. I'm not sure if anyone has picked up on it yet, but blogging is a huge coping tool for me. 

What are your coping tools? 


Sometimes, I make lists of all the things that make me happy. And on that list is making lists. 


One thing I haven't done in a while is make art. I'm really proud of this creation with oil pastels and charcoal pencils:


oil pastels, white charcoal, black charcoal

The person looks kinda cross-eyed though, don't you think? 

One thing about me is that I grew up as an artist. I had friends and good teachers who encouraged my work. Of course, I found other interests the same way and pursued those eventually, which took away from a lot of the art I could have been doing. 


I think I also always thought that I couldn't make money or a living doing art, so I never took it seriously. 


If you have any, please, share your art with me :) 



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