Entry posted by Taka Nuvia
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(As always, a thumbnail, because the drawing is ENORMOUS)
What was I thinking? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. It's hard to describe, but when Ispiration hits hard, there's the pencil, the paper, an idea. But me? I don't exist, for just a few minutes I'm gone.
There's a restlessness, a pencil flying over paper. But no more me.
As obvious, I fail to describe it with words. So I try with a drawing. Hm.
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