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A drawing I did long, long ago, in a land far, far away (while visiting home from college). Just a 0.5mm mechanical pencil on printer paper.
An example of the source of my unending frustration with my art: Occasionally I do things I really like, but I struggle to be able to do it again. My 'good' pieces; the ones I like, seem to just come at random.. and the difference between them and the rest is so huge that it's disheartening. It's not like some are a bit better than others.. it's some are awesome (at least, I think so), and some are garbage and not even worth sharing or posting. I tend to post most everything I draw these days, but there definitely are a few where I didn't get it even far enough to make sense of them and just stop, or they're just attempts at gesture that are so bad I give up.
If I could get consistent, I'd feel a whole lot better about my drawing.