Sakura

Doodling on my hand.

Addison

This little sweetie is named Addison, and I babysit her on occasion. I just happened to take a really cute picture of her on my phone and edited it, and really loved how it turned out. Ignore my finger on the camera in the bottom left corner :)

Hand

Art project from awhile back. It turned out pretty good. Could've done the pyramid prism thing better, though.

Tory

My awesome mentor at my new school, Tory, was talking one day about how she wondered what she would look like in one of my drawings. I decided to draw her and give her the sketch for Christmas. This is the result. Hope you like it!

Phantom and Christine

Now's as good a time as any to start posting on this blog again, I guess. Here's a drawing I did for a Christmas present for a wonderful friend of mine. It's of Phantom(Erik) and Christine from The Phantom of the Opera.

It's been awhile.

Hello…

Well, it's been exactly a year since I've posted on this site. Not sure if anyone'll see this. In any case, I'd like to start posting again, since I kind of missed all this. I don't really write anymore, though, so I'll probably end up just posting the artworks I've completed over the past year. Shoutout to Kristen, who left a comment on this site probably over a month ago now. I just recently realized I forgot to respond to that. I'd mentally typed out a whole statement about "thank you so much for the encouragement" and whatnot and somehow just forgot to actually post it. Sorry! Another shoutout to my friend Katie, my extremely talented writer friend who kind of accidentally caused me to remember I have a blog.

To whoever still visits this blog and will see this post, thank you!!

Alone

I am a grain of dust, forever ensnared in a never-ending windstorm.

I am a lonely teardrop, spiraling endlessly downwards amongst the driving rain.

 I am a shadow, choked and smothered by the many other darknesses in this starless world.

I am a cry, a meek plea for help, drowned out by the desperate symphony of torment around me.

I am a single hurt, lost in a screaming sea of pain.

I am a young flower, doomed to fade and wither away.

I am an ocean wave, rising and sinking incessantly until my energy is gone and nothing remains.

I am a helpless child, yearning for his mother’s comforting embrace.

I am a coyote, always singing, always fighting, always alone.

I am a fragile shard of glass, broken and shattered, irreparably crushed.

I am one in seven million, yet…

I am alone.



These are lies.

You are not alone.

You have never been alone.

I have been with you since the day you began.

I have stationed angels at your side, to comfort and protect you, to keep you from harm.

You are my child, and I am your Father.

I will be your comfort.

You need do no more than confide in me.

I am begging you, my beloved, to find me.

To come back to me.

To never leave my side.

You and I once were the same; I created you from nothing, and you added joy to my every day.

Tears of jollity and tears of sadness have accompanied the joy, but I do not complain.

After all, you are human, and you are perfect in an imperfect way.

I gave you free will for a reason.

Had I not, you would never have been strong enough to truly know me and love me.

There comes a time when you must break before you can heal.

Child, my dear, beautiful child, you will never be alone.