I’ve no face left and I’m fading away. Hollow inside and being eaten alive.

Art is painful for me recently. I’m finally beginning to have ideas and inspirations again, but when it comes time to put the images in my head to paper (digital in this case, physical with my canvases,) there’s this painful block that I can’t seem to ease. I lack the skill I want to do the things I want to share. Anyway. I’ve had some success forcing out this odd “blob style” drawing Iv’e taken to for simpler scenes where I blob in the shape and then blob out the outline of the person… I think I’ll need to do lots of practice sections. I feel I have no eye for 3d anymore. 

Bahhh?
The proportions are terrible and I’m definitely feeling the effects of the pain killers, (or the effects of not enough, as I’m in agony after my surgery and my mother is refusing to let me take a full dose,) but at least I drew something.