I have been using my Zig Kurecolor markers for most of my grayscale/monochrome(?) sketches since the last Inktober. They were fun to use but I didn’t really like the rigid nibs so I’ve decided to give watercolors try.
Looking back, I can’t remember the truth. I blew everything out of proportion so I could feel the hurt and betrayal and write about it in vivid detail. It was my own method of torture. My own undoing; and I enjoyed every second of it.