"I was looking for you, you know." I know. "Where did you go, for so long?" "...I was worried." I know. But I am here now. I missed you. "And I, you. Hurry." Come. Meet me half way. "At "that" place, am I right?" Yes. Come.
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This was a very simple but endearing piece, to me. I dream of this place a lot. It's a recurring space in my reveries, often the sky blindingly blue and patches of colour (usually greens, pinks, and the rare violets) on the ground, swathed by mist. Recently I've begun to call it Elysia--fitting. Unoriginal, but fitting. And every time I dream of this place I feel like I'm waiting for someone, and I miss them.
I have been dreaming less and less, the older I get. Elysia hasn't gone away, but I'd like to think lovers meet here in their dreams, even when they're eons away from another.
A penny of love for whoever can identify these two OCs of mine. Thank you for viewing
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Watercolour, alcohol, salt, pigma fineliners. Total time: 1 hr.
awwww, thanks so much! and you guessed right (though I never draw anybody else, lol -_- I need to get more creative...) and and and I don't know, this piece is ALL background, don't you think? XD watercolours are very difficult...
nicely done C:
so soft and beautiful!!
I fail at painting anything in watercolour that's not soft gradients with multiple swabs of alcohol meshed in X_X I wish I could colour skin...
im horirble at coloring soft things D: