One of two digital pieces that I was working on in the beginning of the year. I have been missing the beach since summer and have always loved nautical things. One of my Favorite memories is of my Grandfather’s faded Navy Anchor tattoo on his forearm. I wish I could paint cute anchors or stripes on my nails, this never works out because when it comes to me even painting a solid color on my right hand the polish ends up more on my hand then nails. I remember in art school they would have us draw with our non dominant hand for warm up and I hated the exercise so much because everyone was so much better then me. Sometimes I can’t even hold things without dropping them in my left hand.