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I’ve been creating half a breath of work for This is Georgiana simply because it never fails to inspire me to draw. I get to have fun with it no matter what theme or idea I have for it. The story has never made me feel restricted in what I end up drawing.

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I try not to make LtoG content, but it comes easy to me. It’s always a joy exploring my favorite characters. In a way, it’s like making fanart. I enjoy my own work therefore, I create more about it.

On two of the new stuff, ‘Red and Wolf’ and ‘About Love’, I explore digital watercolor painting. I really want to develop this skill to counter a ‘traumatic’ event created when I made my sister’s wedding Save the Date and Invites as well as her business card. I want to improve and eventually be able to say, ‘Yeah, this is it’.

I’ve been exploring digital watercolor more since upgrading my workspace. I hope to recall the skill whenever I want.

On the other hand, digital painting has been a bane of my existence. I’m still improving even though sometimes it can get daunting, what with the generation of artists getting younger and younger. Sometimes, I feel anxious thinking about how long it took for me to get here while others may have seemed to simply step into it. Although, I’m often reminded to be more open-minded. We all have our individual circumstances; we all have our baggages that we carry (begrudgingly).

“Know your own happiness. You want nothing but patience- or give it a more fascinating name, call it hope.” ― Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility

I guess, in the meantime, I’ll continue to create a breath of work derived from the novel inspired by my life. 😜


  1. In Dale Carnegie class, learning to speak in public, we would always tell a story from our life’s experience. It is far more fascinating to others than we ever realize 😉

    1. I had a similar experience for a non-fiction creative writing class that I once took. Though we didn’t get to read each other’s papers, I could tell from my professor how much he enjoyed reading them and distinguishing through our different voices.

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