If I had to pick one piece to define myself as an artist, This would be it.

Sadly, I dont get many opperutnities to paint these days. This one I did Probably 6 years ago. I found myself in a arting mood one night, and decided to paint. I pulled out my paints, Brushes, a glass of water, and set up some paper. I haddent painted since Highschool, Close to 7 years prior to that.

I went through my ritual of setting up the 5 paints: Red, Blue, Yellow, White, and Black, before letting the bush flow into motion. I dont typically go into painting sessions with any objective. The Canvas is my Ouija board. The brush is the token. Corny, but that's the best way to describe it.

The background was complete, and I took a break to let it dry. While sitting there looking at it, I saw the wolf hiding in the paper. I picked up the brush again and brought him out. That's kinda how my art process works.