Here is another very old piece I did, probably from around 2004. For some reason I stopped writing dates on my sketches for a few years; if only I could go back and yell at myself! Though also at this time I began to title my works, even if it was just a brief description. This piece was titled "Where Lost Teddies go"
Like most of my art from around this time, I did not use a lot of color. I was incredibly nervous about being judged on my colorblindness, as well as believing that using only pencils was somehow more "artistic."
Like any good angsty teen, I loved alternative styles, especially the "creepy-cute" nature of Tim Burton's work. He was a huge influence on my early art, which is pretty obvious here in the striped tentacle plant. I distinctly remember showing this to my mom, who found it appropriately disturbing and wanted to know why I had to draw the bears dead. And honestly, I have no idea today. I saw it as a more benevolent picture at the time, but I couldn't tell you now why I thought that. I'm going to have to agree with Mom on this one!