Pressure - Ink drawing, 21x16 cm, 2021
Even with the preparations ahead of time, I feel the pressure of deadlines. That pressure pushes me to my limits which can be good, but maybe not so great since I also push my physical limitations. It is the choice of whether I push myself now? Or, I let myself rest and then come back swinging twice as hard. But what if I can’t, and I wasted my precious time? Sings Under pressure. Sometimes, I feel I make the wrong choice and end up in the spiral of being exhausted and barely keeping up as a result.
The alien’s galactic skin is a combination of Diamine jet black ink and white Sakura Gelly Roll 08 dots, while she bleeds Diamine purple with a hint of Royal Talens titanium white. I lined it with a Pigma brush pen. I speak about the pressure a lot in this post, but oddly when I work on my stuff, those pressures fall into the background, and I feel perfectly calm and focused.
I wish my blood was this beautiful purple, but I am afraid my blood looks like pure coffee these days.
Song of the day: Queen, David Bowie - Under Pressure