On a related note, I realized that the number of doodles on my worksheets corresponds directly with how badly I’m failing in a class. So that’s interesting.
They’re beautiful and playful and sweet to each other…but they can also rip your guts out and eat you, alive and screaming, without thinking anything of it. When I was little, that was everything I wanted to be. I was ugly and constantly bullied and abused. Always powerless and alone. I guess the wolf was an embodiment of everything I didn’t have, and everything I wanted to be.
…man, this conversation got really depressing, really fast.
Guess i should have replied sooner to avoid that dark moment, lol. But nah, i get what you’re getting at, if there’s something i like about those animals is that they have sort of a wild beauty, as in they’re actually beautiful, borderline perfect if you look at them (imho at least), and they can look cute too, so furry and nice. But go ahead and abuse their trust and you’re done for, which sort of reflects what i was aiming to be at some point of my life (but not in a brutal, gore like kind of way). I guess some sort of fearless, self confident, yet noble creature.
Funniest thing? i was supposed to derail the depressing part with this comment, but it kinda backfired. Again, great drawing! lol.
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You’re halfway to being a data analyst!
Sweet! How well does it pay? 🙂
Mad stacks.
Rad. I can’t wait.
It looks very well drawed.
Thanks!
Nice work! 🙂
Thanks, man. 🙂 To be honest, though, he’s just a doodle. And he has a wonky leg.
🙂
😀
that’s a really good drawing!
Thank you! (Man, I should post my art more often!)
Thanks for sharing that, loved it. Always liked wolves/huskies/foxes and animals like that.
Really? That’s cool, I like them too. When I was a little girl, I looooved wolves. Dogs in general really, but wolves had a special place in my heart.
They’re beautiful and playful and sweet to each other…but they can also rip your guts out and eat you, alive and screaming, without thinking anything of it. When I was little, that was everything I wanted to be. I was ugly and constantly bullied and abused. Always powerless and alone. I guess the wolf was an embodiment of everything I didn’t have, and everything I wanted to be.
…man, this conversation got really depressing, really fast.
Guess i should have replied sooner to avoid that dark moment, lol. But nah, i get what you’re getting at, if there’s something i like about those animals is that they have sort of a wild beauty, as in they’re actually beautiful, borderline perfect if you look at them (imho at least), and they can look cute too, so furry and nice. But go ahead and abuse their trust and you’re done for, which sort of reflects what i was aiming to be at some point of my life (but not in a brutal, gore like kind of way). I guess some sort of fearless, self confident, yet noble creature.
Funniest thing? i was supposed to derail the depressing part with this comment, but it kinda backfired. Again, great drawing! lol.
Eh, don’t worry about it. Not your fault. I put myself in these places.