My new art.
For many years I wanted to "draw" a story, but I didn't know what kind. I picked up characters, put different meanings into it, but none of it made any sense for further development.
Nothing made sense to me After the collapse of the forbidden network, I have no audience or motivation, and motherhood sucks me in like a black hole
At a certain point, I finally found that very meaning - you can paint in bright colors the story of your daughter's childhood, the funniest moments that we will remember through photos and pictures years later
Now there is a wonderful marathon plush_friend_art, and this is a great reason to complete our album with a couple of stories about plush friends.
And we have a lot of them
That's the art for today, folks. A little story about the plush chaos of the night.
They're all needed, they're all important, and none of them can be
out of the bed!
