an attempt at a human(oid) insomnia

i have no idea what i’m doing

attempting cell shading and thinner lineart...... idk how to feel about it

anyway have a frowning thomas in front of vaguely dramatic lights

OK I THINK IM DONE??

anyway, meet my granddaddy, mack best, patriarch of the family who may have been a mob boss in a past life if old photos are anything to go by

he’s an artist like us - he used to do native american beadwork (bc cherokee blood), dollhouses, furniture, guitars, and i think he wanted to start doing watercolor painting recently?

his daughter, my dad’s mom, was also an artist

the family line seems to be visual arts on the female side, and musical stuff on the male side. there’s a legacy, there, at least on dad’s side

i just wish i spent more time w/ him

rough WIP for a portrait of my grandaddy... hoping he lives long enough to see it finished, he’s in a bad way ;;

i had to stop here so i can show it to dad and make sure it actually looks like him before i jump to the real painting.. i wanted to do a traditional painting but it looks like it’s just digital for now

on may 3rd, 2017, some time between mom leaving for work and us getting up, this beautiful idiot got her head stuck in a bucket and suffocated to death.

i’ve only cried once, when i realized i hadn’t petted her for a while before she died.

coco was 9 years old, dumb as a post, waddled, and hogged all of the scraps.

i’m gonna miss her.