Warning: prone to bouts of sugar-induced violence. Do not feed product sweets.
I'm a girl in California, just getting started.
My dream is to shake hands with Hayao Miyazaki/Work at studio ghibli/ Pixar. (AHHHH THAT'D BE AWESOME!)
I like to think It was a mistake that I am here in this world, that somehow the system crashed... That I was sorted into the wrong file.
Because I should be flying around on a giant living airship, or on an alien stage performing music for my king and all the royalty attending, or wildly running through the forest avoiding my evil twin who has sought me out to kill me and I'll have to make a narrow escape, or have magic powers with gigantic feathered wings to cary me out to unknown regions.
So yeah- that's most likely why I draw. Curious do you feel a little like that?