Third Eye Bloom

A trippy portrait drawn in the haze of greenhouse thunder (Mary Jane, zaza, pot, weed — whatever your fancy). It has a funny way of turning colors brighter and ideas stranger, and this piece grew out of that headspace: the third eye, the waves of color, and the dreamy expression. My kids also left their signature — a tiny red doodle on her neck — before I had a chance to put her on display.

It took me so long to draw this, and when I was finally finished, I almost didn't want to add color to it. I had a lot of fun shading this; I learned alot about how to shade a face, especially around the nose and eyes.