I’ll put this one under a cut for the sake of ramble length!
Yeah, damn, I completely feel you there! ‘Tis the reason I tend to feel as baffled and confused when someone comes to me and tell me my style is unique; I myself don’t see or feel it as such at all, given that you can find similar if not identical styles anytime, anywhere.
Not only is this unbelievably boring, but it also frustrates me to no end.
SO I actually thank you for this, because though I already plan on moving onto more interesting grounds of self-discovery, likely leading me to a more comfortable, cool-ass style, hearing similar feedback pushing me to the same goal has helped me immensely in the past on the motivation part. One such example comes from the seventh grade, on which my classmate kept on bugging me about why the people I drew did not have a nose.
This enraged me so much that I taught myself to draw noses. I never went back to noseless people again, and consider myself ever grateful to that one fellow.
So thank you, anon! I’ll work on it.
Foster The People | Houdini
Once upon a time, someone requested EriRose.
Reblogging this here because… Arms. Somewhat successful arms. In new poses. Fuck yes.
Never before in my life have I been as happy about stubbing one of my toes in a way that made the toenail crack halfway through the base. My very not-reliable estimate tells me it will fall of tomorrow, when I won’t be as big a wuss about removing it by hand.
Physical pain and the little shock associated with accidentally injuring oneself really does work to wipe away every negative thought and superficial worry that one might have had prior to the injury.
Turns out that drawing him with his eyes covered is highly boring.
Thus I abandoned cause and pinned his hair up like this instead.