this reminds me of me not to long ago. I felt like the me in the mirror was crying because she couldn't tell me what was gonna happen. then I realized that I was the one crying because a man had used me before I even realized what was going on. Now when I look in my mirror, all I see is a broken and disgusting creature, whoseheart has been abused, morals been carelessly tossed aside, and who can't control its emotions...At least thats what I'm like on the inside... On the outside, I have to be tough enough to fight, confident so that I am not just dismissed, and brave enough to stand up for what I belive in...At least thats what I'm like on the outside...
Looks very well done, you've got some skill. I see two halves, separated by the dimensions of space and time, finally merging into a whole. Almost like a tearful reunion.
im in love with this drawing. When I see the girl holding her hand to the mirror i see worry. Yet when I look at the mirror I see tears and like shes about to give in to something she might not want to give to. Yet it could be the other way around. So I think the mirror shows us what we are really felling. You should continue to draw no matter what
this is so pretty! it is so cool how (i think) her reflection is crying, like maybe she knows something(her reflection) maybe...... idk i love it though
Me: Poor her. But well done.
When I see the girl holding her hand to the mirror i see worry. Yet when I look at the mirror I see tears and like shes about to give in to something she might not want to give to. Yet it could be the other way around. So I think the mirror shows us what we are really felling.
You should continue to draw no matter what