inktober #5 - Moon Girl

I'm getting tired already. My brain keeps guilting me into getting back to the story I'm pursuing. He's right, my brain.

"I'm surrounded, and yet alone."

Inktober #4 - Moon Girl

These drawings exercise my brain and my hand and my creativity. Maybe I'm spending too much time with them, time I should be spending on any other one of my... my...
I don't know how to call stories that aren't stories yet. I don't want to call them projects (even if that's what I call them when I have to write an email and say I'm already working on too many projects), and I don't want to call them ideas, even if that's what they are. My ideas are much more something that I feel that I want to turn into a sequence of images, to try to prolong this feeling and, perhaps, to make it grow into unexpected interesting moments.
"You hold the key to my heart", I say to her.
She knows.

Inktober #3 - Moon Girl

Another inktober drawing. Another girl, holding a cigarette with one hand, and a piece of paper with the other. Again, an animal stands beside her. All these constants in an attempt to create a connection between the images, a link that my brain always makes to make sense of the random drawings without a story.
I wrote:
"I try to put the pieces together and make sense of what I'm feeling."

Inktober #2 - Moon Girl

"Looking for the wisdom to make the right choices", I wrote that as I finished this first drawing of my inktober series. I then tried to imagine what was written in the piece of paper she's holding, already searching for the backstory every image brings.