Vent Art - Blog Posts

It's Disability Pride Month, and I'm starting it off by doing some acknowledgement via Vent Art. Whilst the blue from the four-eyes was an easy allegory for my extreme nearsightedness, I also wanted to do a bit of an experiment with how I did this, to help acknowledge my own chronic pain.

The initial sketch stage of the gold cracks where drawn using places I was actively in pain for the 10 or so minutes I was drawing everything else and cooking. Each of the red-orange lines after are places I was in pain during the lineart section after. Neither of which included time not explicitly drawing. I was also going to include something about how I need a cane to walk, but I wasn't sure how to express that well using this character, or this exercise. Either way, it felt quite cathartic to just admit and acknowledge that yes - I am actually disabled, and I do experience these things. Posted 2nd July, 2024

My stylus is still not working, so ... Well ... I just want to draw again. Posted 3rd January, 2023

Tablet currently having "issues", so only phone doodles for offering right now.

Posted 22nd December, 2023

A friend suggested I keep him shirtless, so shirtless he is.

Have some very mild Jhin vent art.

21st May, 2022

Vent art. Digital. 11th December, 2019.

I’m tired and hungry and sore. Have some vent art or ... something.

I just wish I was stronger.

Venting

Some days are harder than others.

Returning to our Roots follows Debbie after the death of her girlfriend, Slackjaw, one of the most infamous mercs in New Bright City. Debbie has to deal with her grief while the world around her becomes more and more hostile and chaotic.

Remember, in a cyberpunk world, there are no happy endings. Though, that doesn't mean the endings aren't cathartic.

So it's my birfday so I decided to do a little self-indulgent vent peice. I'm in a drawy mood, so if u wanna send suggestions, I'm all ears.

Like I said before, "The Last Unicorn" is my favourite animated movie because I really relate to the Unicorn. The scene this is referencing always stuck with me.

And as of late, as my existence is outright denied, and I'm being pushed out of a place I once called home. I feel this pain that only others like I understand. I'm forced to pretend and be what others perceive me as.

But I am not a white mare. The world of man is so easily deceived by what they want to see. They refuse the truth that stands before them.

I made a promise to myself this year that I'd 1:draw my sona more and 2: commit to making a comic explaining my sona's lore

I know some of this isn't the best, but I'm pretty proud of the whole!

Also, this is only up to page 10. I got another page coming...