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Shhhhhhh....
Wednesday, January 13th, 2010 01:43 pmHey... wanna see what I'm working on? Do you? Do you?
*looks around stealthily*
Okay... c'mere...
( Look under here... )
*looks around stealthily*
Okay... c'mere...
( Look under here... )
Keeping My Hand In...
Friday, January 8th, 2010 10:10 pmSo, while I haven't been sketching madly, I have been trying to get back into practice. So, here's a bit of what I've been up to...
A feather I rescued from the bottom of the Impossible Son's backpack. It was rather bedraggled and beat up, and thus completely irresistible to me! I think I might have been a bit heavy-handed on the shading and detail, but... I'm still pleased with how it came out!
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A feather I rescued from the bottom of the Impossible Son's backpack. It was rather bedraggled and beat up, and thus completely irresistible to me! I think I might have been a bit heavy-handed on the shading and detail, but... I'm still pleased with how it came out!
( Click to see more... )
The things we learn...
Monday, November 5th, 2007 07:58 pmI can get a snapshot of what's going on in my daughter's life with glimpses into her sketchbook. One day, there might be a sketch of a girl looking at a whirling dervish that's flying around her feet, and she's saying, "Geez, all I said was I ate the last bag of cheddar bunnies! SHEESH!"
Another, there might be a figure that looks suspiciously like me, bent over a computer keyboard saying, "Just one more paragraph, let me finish one more paragraph and I'll make you some chicken nuggets, geez!!"
Today, there was a very irritated looking girl with her hands on her hips scowling at two rather excited looking boys. And she was saying, "Yes, they're real. Yes, they're small, and no, you can't touch them unless you want a broken nose!"
*sniff* I'm so proud!! She's just like her mom!! And yes, she's talking about her schnoobs!
*laughs heartily* I'm going to have to ask her about that one!
Another, there might be a figure that looks suspiciously like me, bent over a computer keyboard saying, "Just one more paragraph, let me finish one more paragraph and I'll make you some chicken nuggets, geez!!"
Today, there was a very irritated looking girl with her hands on her hips scowling at two rather excited looking boys. And she was saying, "Yes, they're real. Yes, they're small, and no, you can't touch them unless you want a broken nose!"
*sniff* I'm so proud!! She's just like her mom!! And yes, she's talking about her schnoobs!
*laughs heartily* I'm going to have to ask her about that one!
when kids speak
Monday, November 27th, 2006 04:55 amI have this habit. It began when the Impertinent Daughter started first grade, and was going to school for the first time. (I home-schooled her for kindergarten) To help her feel more at home, and let her know I was thinking about her, I would write little notes and tuck them into her lunchbox. Nothing major, just things like, "Why did the chicken cross the playground? To get to the other slide!" or "Soccer practice today, YAY!" And it always had a little smile with a heart over it, and was signed, "love, Mama." Hey, I'm a mom, it's what we do!
Well, she's sort of outgrown this, though from time to time she'll ask for a note... just because. I've written notes for the Impossible Son, but since he's pre-reading, I can't get too elaborate. So... last week, running out of ideas, I decided to do little sketches. The first one was... Harry Potter. It wasn't anything major, just a quick sketch of his head and shoulders, the glasses, the messy hair, and the scar. Mr. Manzie loved it, though I didn't realize it at first. When I asked him about it, he shrugged and said, "sure, I liked it. Can I go play now?"
The next one was Ron, of course, then Hermione, then Professor Dumbledore, and finally, Hagrid. I didn't realize how much he truly liked those drawings until one, I found them squirreled away under his pillow, every single one of them! And two, he was sitting in bed with the Husbandly One, enthusiastically describing them to his papa, and then he said, "Mama, next, you have to draw Perfesser Migongallagall (which is how he says McGonagall), and then Malfoy... and don't forget Crabbe and Goyle... then Flickwit... and... Nape... and... oh, I'll think of more later, but you gotta draw 'em, Mama, so I can show them to all my friends!"
Well... so all those years in graphic design aren't a complete waste!
Guess I'll be sketching out Professor McGonagall in the morning. Funny how I seem to do my best work while not really awake!
Well, she's sort of outgrown this, though from time to time she'll ask for a note... just because. I've written notes for the Impossible Son, but since he's pre-reading, I can't get too elaborate. So... last week, running out of ideas, I decided to do little sketches. The first one was... Harry Potter. It wasn't anything major, just a quick sketch of his head and shoulders, the glasses, the messy hair, and the scar. Mr. Manzie loved it, though I didn't realize it at first. When I asked him about it, he shrugged and said, "sure, I liked it. Can I go play now?"
The next one was Ron, of course, then Hermione, then Professor Dumbledore, and finally, Hagrid. I didn't realize how much he truly liked those drawings until one, I found them squirreled away under his pillow, every single one of them! And two, he was sitting in bed with the Husbandly One, enthusiastically describing them to his papa, and then he said, "Mama, next, you have to draw Perfesser Migongallagall (which is how he says McGonagall), and then Malfoy... and don't forget Crabbe and Goyle... then Flickwit... and... Nape... and... oh, I'll think of more later, but you gotta draw 'em, Mama, so I can show them to all my friends!"
Well... so all those years in graphic design aren't a complete waste!
Guess I'll be sketching out Professor McGonagall in the morning. Funny how I seem to do my best work while not really awake!
