A little picture of Sam and me... that I didn't draw ! It's actually a sketch that someone sent me as an "excuse" for making me wait one year and a half for a commission O^O Oh well, it was really worth it, and I got extra sketches, so it was perfect for me. While I was in a little "art block" I decided to color it, just for fun, and because seeing my big brother is always wonderful to me.
Sam used to tell me to believe. He told me that, almost every day, when I was a kid. When it was hard for him to believe, I tried to do for him what he did for me before. And then, later, when everyone else thought I was wrong, he stood by my side. When he thought noone trusted him, I gave him my trust. When I needed someone to hear me, he listened. We shared secrets. We trusted each other. He made his mistakes, I made mines, but we stayed side by side.
I like how we look young here, like... before. Our childhood. And if I had time, and talent, I would love to show more about these years. I'd love to tell our story, in images and words. And maybe... also... see Papa again. Cause my father, Papa... gave me the life. Not in the way regular people give live to their children, no. He didn't have to, but he did, he accepted me, he showed me what having a father was, there is his face on what was just a word to me before.
