I was in a hurry and at a friend’s house when I drew this, so be kind with judgements, ha! It’s pretty bad, but I did get an idea for a future painting and project.
So, without further adieu, here is yesterday’s words and picture:
“frightening ghosts, eating snacks, witch’s familiar, in a room with furniture.” (I added the Febreze in to the image, it was in my words).
This is also proof that bad art does not a bad artist make. Most people don’t share their sketchbooks but instead sketches, because – for whatever reason – they feel ashamed of their bad drawings. I’m okay with them. You’re going to do bad drawings. I used no reference for this and it shows in the cat. I don’t draw cats often so I don’t have a body of mental references to work from. This is obvious. But the more I draw, the better I will get. I am not ashamed of my bad work, everyone has less than stellar work at whatever they do/love to do.
Considering I drew this in a poorly lit room in about 5 minutes, I am perfectly okay with that weird, misshapen, cat that looks like he’s sitting next to cookies instead of having his paws out in front of him.
Sharing good and bad art is liberating. Not horrifying. No one is perfect and the paintings and drawings people look up to took hours, days, weeks, months, sometimes YEARS to create. This took a total (with the words) of less than ten minutes. Now, if I had spend a week on this, I as a reader of this page would be typing Google to replace the URL and find another art blog to look at because… yeah.
Go forth! Do bad art! Do good art! Who cares? It’s all for YOU!