AppleStorm through the Ages

Well. It's that time, again. Time where I draw myself in an exaggerated and flattering style, just for the heck of it.

Well actually, not just for the heck of it. I'm doing this was because my green splatoon key-chain broke (I wear it around my neck), so I had to replace it with another colour.
It's teal now. But I also figured I might as well make it official and draw myself with it, because otherwise how else would people know about this very insignificant and subtle change to my appearance?

 And, uh... Yeah?
Might've gone an extra mile further than intended?

 I've drawn myself a number of times before. But I think this is the first time where I've purposefully added information that - to me at least - is a little private...
Although I suppose it's not big secret that I play video games, or that I have my head in the clouds a lot. And I'm sure by now everyone on here knows I'm Aussie. If the kangaroo protagonists didn't give it away, then my random bursts of national pride would've tipped you off... 

And me being part of the furry community? *pfft* Yeah. Never would have guessed that. XD

But, uh... for arguments sake, let's review some old art of my persona, shall we? Just for reference.
And because I spent almost half an hour digging up all my old art, and I don't want to do that again next time I want to review my art journey-

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2021/Feb/16. This one was a special sketch done for one of my baby cousins. Not coloured, but I think it's still an important link in this (now that I'm looking) art chain. So I'm including it.

Me and my twin sister's baptism, 2020/Dec/25. Literally drew it on the day of the event. Quite special to me, even if I was still figuring out how to use my brand new drawing tablet, and had trouble adjusting to the new angle and bright colours (which didn't match up on my laptop screen).
Still. I like it.
The water came out quite nice.

2020/April/4. Birthday Special. Turning into legal adults and walking into a world that 3 years earlier would've made me want to scream in despair. Because as a teenager, when the only thing that you remember anyone telling you as you were growing up was about a future you didn't want to live in, you too would want to cry.
But I'm now making my own path. And I'm trying not to let anyone force me into a life I don't want to live. So I'm now less depressed about getting older now. Which is good. And I'm not alone in this. Which is also good.

2019/Nov/8, back when I was in full swing with my 'crayon sketching style'.
It's kinda cute. A lil blurry, but not as much as the previous method was. And I liked the colours a lot.

 

2019/July/11.
Fast and loose with a new laptop, with an adjusted paintbrush for all my sketching needs.
Not sure what I was doing here. Experimenting, probably. Which is good. But not what I would go for nowadays.

Ah yes. 2019/June/1. The good old days when I outlined my work.
No real comment. But I do like how I drew my name. Very satisfying.

 

2019/April/19. I still adore this piece to bits, even after all these years! I drew myself so cute! I was so fluffy!
Head empty! No thought! Only spider webs and brain fluff! <3

2018/Nov/24.
I remember this was supposed to be part of a bigger project, as a gift to my grandmother for Christmas. I was planning to draw my whole family, but I think I ended up getting so sick with stress I dropped the idea and literally couldn't draw for a whole month or something because of it.

I had no idea what an anxious child I was until much, much later. But it was examples like this that forced me to acknowledge that maybe I wasn't as carefree as I thought I was.
Hooray for self awareness! 

2018/Sep/18. I drew this as I was sick. But I still put as much effort as I usually did, though. But that's because I was an overachiever; because if something was worth doing, it was worth doing 'perfectly.'

But I'm now of the school of thought that if something is worth doing, it's worth doing poorly. Better to have loved and died then to have never loved at all. That kinda jazz.

Makes brushing my hair and teeth a little bit easier... and actually spending time doing the things I want to do, too.

2018/Jan/1. A fancy new years' piece I did for fun.
WOW, I had energy to do special things like that back in the day... Ha. I struggle enough as it is without adding extra holiday pictures into my day.
Aint nobody got time for that! XD

 2016/Sep/3. Another artwork I did while I was sick.
Me in my ancient leather recliner, with mum's fuzzy orange blanket, and my comfort rug around my shoulders like a shawl. Back in the days where I depicted myself as a fox, instead of a hyena. Because Animal Jam.

2016/June/2. Me with the good dragon boys, and being excited to share my first 'public' comic.
I'd probably find it cute if I looked at it now. Or maybe I'd cringe internally. Or both.
I like how I drew the special effects, though.

 

 2016/April/4. Hey, I actually posted this on my birthday! Didn't call attention to that fact, but I still did!

Yeesh, my characters look colourful here. Midnight, why are you wearing a banana jacket? Ruby, pink and red should never be seen! Especially on you! And Sapphire! You're clothes are too saturated! Turn it down, you're giving me a headache girl! Haha, good grief.

2016/Jan/23. I made these two drawings on the same day, but I only shared one of them for some reason.
Odd. But, I'm happy I get to share both of them now. My younger self would probably be having a heart attack for breaking protocol, but I don't care. It's cool.

2016/Jan/9. I cry at my attempt to be clever with perspective, but I'm still so proud of 14 year old me for doing it anyway. That girl was brave.

 

2016/Jan/2. I find this piece oddly charming and beautiful. Honestly.

Imagine what I could do now, with all my skills and experience today.

Food for thought, anyway.

And finally. 2015/July/28. The first official time I drew myself.
I didn't even have that much to work with back then; just a silly Pokemon spinoff game, which I used... probably way too much, now that I think about. And a few notebooks and a good old fashioned pencil, with my dad helping my with the printer whenever I wanted to share something to the internet.
That was it.

Ha. Simple. Yet, I made it work for me.

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My personal art journey has taken on quite the magical adventure so far. It changed a lot. I got a little better. I've shed blood, sweat and tears for my hobby. And poured more heart and soul into it than anything else, too.
But I'm far from done.

*Picks up tablet and pencil again*

See you guys next week! Hope you take it easy, unlike me, who just spent almost two hours on this post instead of eating dinner. XD
*waves farewell and starts drawing some more*