Blue meanie adjacent
We literally have enough art. If you’re an artist in 2021 you’re just littering at this point.
Sketchbook, ft. My cat while on acid, a questionable photo of my boyfriend, Sir Paul McCartney's eye, John Lennon circa mid-60s, and my dead dog Zasha. I haven't pencil sketched since I dropped out. Feels good, man. Especially proud of that little John.
Here we go again into Beatlemania
Anyone who wants to shit on hey bulldog john's sideburns can fight me. It's hands down his best look.
(Quick 10 minute sketch and ink)