Colin and Jolene on Christmas. Here have some clumsy translation from Russian fragment from the story:Before siting down to the table Marta wanted to have Colin and Jolene's photos taken. She organaized them for photo shoot in hall. They looked, as if by common consent, like prom couple from 60s. Jolene couldn't stop laughing at such a comedy situation, holding her partner's arm. Сoiffured Colin felt very stupid so he tried to glance elsewhere and don't think about what is going on. But his cheery girlfriend won't let him forget about the fact that he's standing there like all spick and span and his mother wouldn't stop making photos for the album saying something like "You look so much like grandpa George and grandma Midge!". After all he understood how funny the whole thing is and together with Jolene both laughed till they cry. It vexed Marta because they started being blurry on photos.
My life is a pure shit, while my characters with their problems still share happy moments with each other. I don't know why do I do it this way... May be that's because I love them? But the whole situation makes me sad sometimes.
I regret that I didn't colour this sketch with watercolour instead of my poor markers -_-
I will probably regret submitting it next morning, but now in the middle of the night with fever I do what I want.
Illustarion to this chapter of my story [link]
Characters (c) me