Baby, I’ll be your Bonnie if you’ll be my Clyde
Ink and Watercolor
Weighed Down With Words
Watercolor& ink
There’s a bit of story behind this one.
When I was 9, I lived in Biloxi, Mississippi, right on the Gulf Coast. When I was 9, Hurricane Katrina hit. A lot of the city was destroyed, and many people were killed, injured, or lost their homes. Every morning I would wake up and my mom would drive me to school, the same roads we always took, but now the roads were lined with ruble and buildings I was used to passing weren’t there anymore. At school we played basketball in a spot behind the school where they cleared away the bricks and remains of the buildings that used to be there.
But one thing I remember most is the sunflowers that started grow on the side of roads. They grew very tall and leaned up towards the sun.
When I was 10, my family moved to St. Louis to start over. Looking back, it’s a weird feeling. Bittersweet. Sometimes I miss the ocean and oak trees and sunflowers. I don’t talk about it much, because it’s still hard for me to wrap my head around everything that’s happened. It’s odd thinking how fast your life can change.
Another previous drawing, but with color
Watercolor and Ink
Portrait of Izzy (candycornflamingoes.tumblr.com)
I meant to add smoke to this picture but I never got around to it, so I guess it’s rather unfinished
watercolor
