I have hardly drawn in the last year(s) and have had great psychological difficulties without the opportunity to work through them, but I came to the conclusion that I would like to draw. at the same time I couldn't. I just couldn't. it was sad, but I had other things that made me happy: role-playing games. so overall this year was rather good for my head.
in the outgoing year, in the game with one of my favorite characters of all times, spontaneous things happened, after which I just sat down and started drawing. and it was wonderful.
here is that drawing.

if your (mine) marriage doesn't look like this, don't invite me.
who would have thought that a wedding with a dead stranger in the subspace of his memory in a body of a moose could shake severe psychological walls... 1000/10 would recommend.