Last Monday was the last day of my homeschool co-op’s art class. To commemorate my great achievement of making it through two whole semesters without dying from an overdose of people, I’m doing another art post. If I randomly yell “You shall not PASS!!!” in the middle of it, please forgive me. My brain is slowly looping out from the lack of homework.
YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!
I did warn you…
This was my end of the year project. I did it in charcoal, the hardest medium out there. Feel proud of me while you ignore his tiny mutant hand.
Guys, meet Liriel Willowtree, the main character of the novel I’m writing. This is not exactly how I meant her to turn out, but she’s one of those bland characters who could literally look like a banana and still be right, so I’m happy with her. This is also the first watercolor painting I’ve done straight from my head with no reference picture, which explains why the right eye is bigger than the left.
Another watercolor. Not the greatest photo of it though. Sorry. My camera was having issues. And my lighting. And I think there was a massive earthquake or something going on at the time.
Whatever the issue was, I assure you, it wasn’t me.
Now. I did this next picture a while ago (as in last month), but I think it’s kind of cool. The thought process behind it being, “I wonder if I could draw a picture on the computer?” And then proceeding to do so.
I call it “Modern Art”. Because, you know, she’s blue.
Remind me to grow chin hairs this incredible when I grow up.
Luke… Luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuke…. I’m boooooooored…..
At the end of the school year, Cornerstone has a student showcase where we all get to be narcissists for the day. I got two pieces of my artwork in, because I was in two classes, watercolor and drawing.
Here I am, looking smug. And extremely red-faced because it was sweltering in there. And slightly (alright, extremely) young for my age. (I’m not twelve, just so we’re clear on that.)
This is the picture I’m standing next to, though I did it a while ago.
If you’re wondering what the deal is with the bumps, it’s just the stupid watercolor paper. It never rears it’s ugly, rough head until I’m trying to paint a person who needs to be smooth.
And the other picture I got in was the monkey (at the time, Gandalf wasn’t finished yet, or I would have done him), but you don’t need to see that twice.
Now. Awkward story time: As I was standing there, admiring my own work, a lady that I haven’t seen in a long time came up and asked me how I was doing. She chatted with me for a bit, and then asked, “What are you planning on doing when you get out of school?”
That’s when my mind decided to blank out.
I stared obtusely at her for what was probably three minutes, before saying, “I want to…write stuff…”
“Oh!” she said, squinting just a little at my vague expression. “What genre do you want to write?”
Another blank stare.
I never said I was a people person, okay?
YOU SHALL NOT PASS.