My grandparents had a huge oak tree in their backyard growing up. They had installed a baby swing under it for me after I was born. At the time I don't think they would have expected me to still be swinging in it until I was probably 8 or 9. (Basically until I could no longer fit in it) The most funny part was that I preferred to use it over the big kid swing they installed next to it when I was probably 4 or so. I always knew I wanted to stay little forever... even when I was little.
That was the inspiration for this artwork. Big ol' nine year old Good Boy, still swinging in his baby swing. I even may have had an accident in my diapers at some point... Growing up is a trap!
Swing into Spring - Spring 2022
*Dry, Wet and Leaky Alts*