Argh, a week of selfies.
What don’t I like about this challenge? Realism.
I found it harder to screw around with my own image, especially when I was
supposed to draw myself like you are.
Okay, I’ve bitched, now getting to it.
Suggesting contour drawings, sketches, pencil, watercolor, et all . . . DONE in two days!
What I have learned from this?
I thought I knew what I looked like, but I don’t, as I could not see
the likeness of some of them but Mitchell could.
My lips are thinner than I thought, and then there is that down-turned Irish mouth . . .
There really is another piece of blank paper and
you can always write crap all over the really bad drawings.
I cannot capture a baby. They are illusive and hard to see, their chubbiness.
That I have NO idea what how to mix my flesh color! STILL!
That you have to make bad drawings to make good drawings.
(Okay I knew that one, but it is good to reiterate.)
And I picked up my pen much more often this week than last, and yet I was busier.
You can see my commentary by running your cursor over the image.
I found it hard to read commentary on self-images in facebook feeds.
SO many people hate the way they look. Sad.
I found it interesting that Mitchell thought some looked like me when I didn’t,
and that he liked completely different images than I liked. He loved the one in sepia ink at the top. I like the one of me laughing. We both like the one at the bottom.
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