I’m totally not embarrassed about failing to post last week. Are you embarrassed? ‘Cause I’m certainly not.
There was a reason though. See? I’m not completely lazy. The reason, guys, is…
None of your business.
This week, I was racking my brain for the easiest things to post about so I wouldn’t have to waste precious mental energy writing something up for you guys. Because that’s the kind of blogger I am. ANYWAY, I realized that my art category only has two posts in it. And while I really haven’t been that productive on the art front of late, the class I’m taking this semester has forced me to draw a bit more regularly.
With that in mind, I’ve decided to share some of my recent projects with you guys, so that you can see a bunch of random drawing you probably have no interest in, and I can be lazy without anyone yelling at me.
It’s a total win-win.
I’ll be completely honest, this isn’t totally new. I did it several months ago, after my friend Emma got my family obsessed with A&E’s Horatio Hornblower series, and all I could think about for three months was British frigates and ridiculous 18th century navy hats. Still, it’s a nice painting, so I’m including it.
(To my mother and Emma—Mr. HornBLOWAAAAH!!! Everyone else—you won’t understand that unless you watch the show. So go watch it. You’ll thank me later.)
I somehow managed to whip this out in fifteen minutes.
Let that sink in. It’s quite possibly the greatest achievement of my artistic life.
Leonardo da Vinci painted some seriously weird looking people.
If you have a good memory, you’ll remember that this was a result of this.
IT’S JEB AND DIANA BOONE! *screams**cries**throws a lamp out the window*
Stop looking at me like that. They’re book characters. I get excited over book characters and sometimes draw them. These guys are pilots/explorers who hack through jungles and wield rifles and do cool things like crash planes.
(PS. If you’ve read the Ashtown Burials by N.D. Wilson, please tell me. We can cry together.)
Do you see those brown splatters? Yeah, that wasn’t me. SOMEONE spilled their DRINK on my THING.
That person shall remain nameless.
(Mainly because I don’t know who it was.)
Okay, okay, this wasn’t my idea. I was forced to do it for art homework. It’s a self portrait of some famous artist guy who I honestly don’t remember the name of. Whoever he is, he’s the one that looks like the child of a turtle and a fish.
This frightening looking creature is a character from a dystopian/steampunk story I’m going to write in another fifty years. Her name is Shar. She’s something along the lines of a half-starved smuggler, but way cooler.
Please ignore her tiny misshapen left arm.
Fun Fact: If I signed Van Gogh’s name on this and then tried to sell it, I would probably go to jail.
Oh, and hey! That lovely specimen up there is my first ever CANVAS! It’s pretty cool.
So yeah, guys, there it is. I’ve got more in the works, but as is typical with myself, they’re all only half done because the inspiration left me a quarter of the way into it. However, I’ll (hopefully) be finishing them soon, so stay tuned for another art post within the next few months.
Or not. Depending on what I feel like.