My art style really has developed. It's crazy to think how silly it used to look! (And how silly it still looks, I suppose)

Pearl has gone from Eveningdusk, to a slightly less narcissistic child, to something so crazy no one in my classes could tell what she was, to what she is today.

Whenever I don't feel content with my drawings, I think back to those days, and I feel more confident.

In the end, I'm just a kid. I'll keep drawing, and keep improving! It's not a race to get better, no matter what my mind says.