It started out as a doodle while chilling with my little cousins. It was a scene of my uncle’s backyard. Then, I imagined my own background (to include a wall that doesn’t exist). The distant scenery is completely imagined. It started looking really nice with pretty decent shading and everything. For some reason, I’m very intrigued by destruction; such as ghost towns, abandoned buildings, antique things that are tarnished and broken. So, I started destroying my drawing. But not physically, instead I destroyed what was in the scene. Holes, cracks, tears, ash, burns, charred. This is not how I imagined this drawing, instead it is so much more.