So here comes the paint. Acryllic on canvas. The drunken half dead birdie made its way from a piece of paper to the canvas. This is the first painting I ever did. I think I may consider working working with paint on a regular basis. I quite like it. I’ve always been much better at putting my time to better use in traditional art sense. Digital art always seem to get lost across the hard drive until I stumble upon it again in the future and decide its not worth finishing. With traditional stuff, though, it lays there in front of you until you have no choice but to finish. Anyway…. the painting.















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