It's hazy/smoky out today so I couldn't go for a walk, and I didn't feel like getting a workout in, so I decided to start a piece on canvas using colored pencils where the primary layer was done in greens, blues, and yellows, with the brighter highlights being done with a random Prismacolor marker I found in a box of used art supplies I was gifted.
I then scanned the piece (code for: Stood on my bed above it to get the angles fucking right) and went into my paint programs to dick around with layering and to add more peach to the face.
I did a couple flipped layers to shade in certain parts a little differently and... I don't totally hate it.
The reason why I struggled with these piece in particular, apart from, well, the everything going on, is because the subject I picked for it was someone I don't always like looking at...
Me.
I think, every so often, it's okay to look at yourself and go, "This is going to be for me/of me"
Does it look completely like myself? No.
Do I think I will ever capture my likeness to a degree that I'm like, "That's me!" and think of it fondly? Nope.
But sometimes ya gotta make a funky little picture of yourself.
I might lose this version some day, and all I'll have is the original work on the canvas panel, still so yellow and green, and maybe I'll throw it away, but for now here it is.
And now I'll be going back to drawing my silly little guys like this:
And maybe make another one of these in a year or more lmao
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shout out to when i told my dad about goncharov and he figured out it was fake because i told him "1973 martin scorsese film with robert de niro" and he said that wasn't possible because the godfather came out in 1972 and the godfather part II came out in 1974 and they wouldn't have had time to make a movie in between. a perfectly good jest, foiled by this man's weird and vast knowledge set
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