Learning is hard. Re-learning is harder. =\

lol wtf idk. In addition to the cat, I’ve also realized that in my years of attempting to be artistic and being a self-proclaimed artist, I never actually bothered learning how to draw the foot. (Among many other fundamentals.) I remember in gr.11 I think, I had one of those “sketch a day” goals that I kept up for about a week or two before giving up. (Laziness, lack of inspiration/creativity, school work, etc.) That little exercise was to get me to stop drawing headshots with cliche angles/expressions (and those headshots were anime, not even portraits, so you can imagine how n00b I was.) I think the requirement was down to waist at least, with at least one hand showing. Because yeahhhh I could use improvements in hands. I guess strangely enough that one week or so of scribbling did some good in hands, because I did get better and was much more observant with hands later on. But feet… DX why wasn’t it feet.

lol anyway… the point is now that I’m once again starting to (slowwwly) get back into art, after a 3-year art block, I see so many problems with myself that I used to ignore in all my adolescent pride. I always stayed in my comfort zone and never ventured outside. Even now, I am still within my comfort zone. I only draw slim pretty feminine hands, I only draw expressionless or very little facial muscles involved expressions purdy or otherwise “easy” to draw people — usually girls. If I don’t know what I’m doing then slap some random strokes and colours and call it “speedpaint”. And people! I always draw people. Well, I like drawing people, always have always will kind of thing. And just this subject area alone can have me practising for a few years with the progress I’m making. Don’t even get me started on other equally important aspects, like perspective. Oh god I can’t do perspective. I’ve only really done 2-point perspectives, isn’t that sad? =( Why have I been blinded for so many years as an “artist”? =( I either never received constructive criticism or did but purposely filtered them out. I feel inadequate. =( Please leave the artist-wannabe in her little emo corner for now.

I felt like blogging but with nothing to say, so here, have some old art. =\

Wheeee old-ish iPod touch drawings using Colors! on my insanely long commutes to and from work. (Mostly on my way home coz I use the morning bus/train rides to wake myself up ahem.) Mr Kwan disapproves of finger painting because of his discrimination against Fat Fingers, but I think it’s pretty fun! Battery killer though, kind of.

lol I found this realllllly old sketch… does anyone besides me remember that French cartoon about a little girl in Paris named Madeline? She lived with a nun in a probably Catholic school and was possibly an orphan? It was a rather musical cartoon I think. Anyway, I used to love watching it to bits and pieces and wished I spoke French so I can sing along. I still wish I can speak French fluently but I’ve put the cartoon behind me. I still think she’s super cute though!

I alsooo finally obtained “Paris in Winter” by George Winston. What a nice song. Some people h8 listening to piano songs because it makes them depressed, but it makes me peaceful lol. (And even if it did make me depressed I would still listen to it. Masochism is my name?!) On another note, I seem to have a thing with Paris.

Ahhh it’s November and I got my extra hour in the day back. Not that I did anything productive with it though. I want Christmas lol =\