… seeing as last night turned itself into a drawing marathon. What can I say? Sometimes, albeit rarely, the sight or knowledge of an idea left unfinished sends me straight into the weird, caffeine-powered world of the insomniac artist; consisting only of canvas, a few tools of the trade and a rapidly drained mug of poisonously strong coffee. Said coffee kept well away from this particular idea, given its history. Wading through all the inconsequential crap and mumbling of my journal, I discovered that the destruction of my initial trio of ravens occurred back last May. This existing Outsiders is my second attempt, and I can quite safely say it's greatly satisfying to see it finished (again), but also because this time it's not collapsing into demoralizing lumps of mush.
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Mood:
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Listening to: Group Four, Massive Attack
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Reading: Fulgrim, Graham McNeill
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Playing: Skyrim
So If I control my laziness, emotions, sadness, tiredness, uninspired and unmotivated feelings, I could master drawing...but lets start how..
Good talk here <3