🎨 [Inktober 2018] - Day 6 | ✨ 🎃 ✨ Police/Detective Witch ✨ 🎃 ✨ | #Inktober2018 #31Witches #31Witches3 - By: Tesmoforia.

A brief scene appeared in my mind yesterday, one of those conversations that stay with you even when you don’t want them to: I remembered one of the many reasons why I stopped drawing.

When I used to draw everyday (around 2006) I got too many complaints at my house, my mom used to say that I would spent too much time drawing, that this will damage me.

I guess feeling so much passion, dedication and keeping discipline about something (especially when you are young, and have so much free time) can be a… bad thing for some people somehow.

One day I drew an angel, and mistakenly let the drawing block open, at sight. My mom noticed it and her face was covered by nothing but disgust:

I replied that I didn’t know, since I wasn’t thinking on a gender when I was drawing it, I was only concerned about how could I turn this drawing into something really beautiful.

This answer made her mad. And a complaint followed instantly about how wrong was to do such a thing, drawing people which weren’t evidently a man or a woman; after this, she told me that something was really bad with me, and suggested that my mind was having a problem since I was drawing an androgynous character.

I explained to her what the ambiguous beauty was, that there were real people who didn’t look like a gender or the other, and that I found such detail extraordinary.

But her reaction, and her disapproving face made me feel ashamed, about me, about my drawing, and about what I just said, even when I was looking at my drawing as it was the prettiest thing (I was proud of how good the anatomy was, as well as how I used colors and charcoal); It made me feel doubt on any beauty that could be beyond exclusively feminine or masculine features.

My mom is a generous, intelligent and brave person, she doesn’t follow prejudices, however, I understand she was born in a very different time from those we live now, and sadly there are a lot of erroneous preconceptions forming part of how she was raised.

Therefore, this I remembered left me with a terrible feeling: Remembering the reasons why I would hide my drawing blocks, until I ended leaving them behind.

They are a young person who has lived too much, and they’re tired of far too many things to be numbered. They have the gift to see between the two worlds, and even if they don’t want to, the only thing that brings them peace every day, is using this gift to help others, so it’s not strange that the police of their city calls them in order to find missing people or solving complexed cases.

This Witch it’s a Non-binary, which explain their ambiguous design (I also got inspiration on the appearance of a very treasured distant friend), it’s the first time I draw one in such a long time.

A Non-Binary Person is someone who doesn’t identify (entirely or partially) with any of the features of the binary genders, that is to say, masculine or feminine. They are people whose gender identity is, we could say, in the middle, we could even say their features represent a third gender!

I find this topic very marvelous, inside the whole spectrum of human identities, I pay especial attention towards Non-Binary people and characters.

I feel that including this nature/characteristic on comic characters, novels and series, opens a big range of possibilities, where actions, decisions and thoughts of the character are entirely free of any gender ideology.

And I feel this freedom as the most clear and big canvas that I had the chance to ever find (talking about literary recourses and how characters evolve on them).

I hope that I would be able to befriend non-binary, demisexual and asexual people, since I feel that they must have a bigger perspective of the world due their nature beyond of mere mundane sexuality topics than most people are able to know or understand.

I have dedicated myself to work on many things those last weeks, I have found myself submerged entirely in little projects that fill me with joy, and keep me busy when situations out of my hands kind of block me to be productive as I would like (for example, today I had lacked electricity for approximately 8 hours).

However, I finally managed to finish my first bead embroidery!, I feel the pinkie pawah on my hand.

I’m so excited to share the complete process with you all here, I have been daydreaming about making this piece for weeks; when I look at it, is still difficult to me to believe I accomplished it.