Christina Victoria Grimmie (March 12, 1994 – June 11, 2016)
I had no real idea of what to draw for this. All I know is that when I heard Christina Gimmie had been shot, I felt I had to draw something.
I first found out about Christina Grimmie when I watched her singing “Titanium” on Youtube. I found her singing to be incredibly moving, and that is as much as I knew her. Yet I feel terrible when I heard of her death, as so many of her fans did.
I don’t want to say much; just this. I think Christina was lost far too early, and I think her death was tragic. And while she might be gone, her songs live on. I’m not sure what kind of legacy that is, but I believe it is a kind of immortality. Christina, I can only say that I’m sorry you’re gone.
From poetry and nice visuals to cold-blooded murder over graffiti. Yep, that pretty much sums up that blog. For the record, I don’t hate graffiti. It’s a really cool art form. I just hate graffiti on my stuff.
This new drawing style is taking longer than I’d like. And water is still really hard to draw. I might go back to my old methods in a while, but for now let me just say that I hate swamps. Anything could be lurking in those dark waters, and I for one don’t want to find out what’s down there.
This was…surprisingly hard to draw, even without having to worry about details as much. Looks like you can’t take shortcuts on the road to art, especially since I still can’t draw any kind of special effects.
Look at that blue blog that’s supposed to be a shock-wave thingy. It hurts. But improve and keep practicing! I do like the MS Paint-eqsue feel of this kind of drawing, though.
New art styles are hard to figure out. This is just a quick sketch of me trying out a new way to draw. It’s got promise, but I always find time is hard to balance against drawing a new picture every day. Hm. Well, that thing on Pirate’s chest is a bandolier, by the way.
I’ve always thought I should make a Pirate doll and sell it on some kind of store. Too bad sewing and design isn’t a skill I’ve ever had. Anyways, I wonder what it’s like to look at a plushie of yourself. Probably really weird.