It’s sad somehow. You start it all proud, enjoying new techs, reaching our for new experiments and on the next half hour you ask yourself “what the hell am I doing?” And that’s it. No more. First you think “ah no, I’ll get back at it later. I can fix it.” Then a few days go by, then a week and another… and then you open the folder where you left the thing and exclaim “woah what is this!?”
I can hardly remember when I drew or started colouring this… poor boy, don’t hate me ok? Maybe in some next reincarnation you’ll be all pretty and decent.