When you can't find that one really good picture you drew of a friend so you end up trashing your room looking for your old binder because you know it's in there but you can't find it so you just kind of give up and want to cry then realise it's probably in your old back pack that is downstairs....
AND IT'S NOT. I WAS ACTUALLY VERY DECENTLY PROUD OF THAT. WHY?
Yeah alright, while I'm trying to draw another Bentley (I was RATHER PROUD OF GOD JARGUS)
Here's some other drawings in the same style I'm about to currently do:
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