Grace. 21, illustration @ PNCA, Portland OR
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a silly name i came up with in high school that sounded pretty okay. If i had known people would actually start following my art blog i probably would have given it a different name but OH WELL
honest to god, whenever i have a bad day i think about you guys and all the amazing messages you send me and my mood just lifts right back up GOSH
i want to preface this by letting you know how painful it was for me to log back onto deviantart after all this time
Anyway, all of my old sketchbooks are at my dad’s house, so I can’t flip through them and find sketches, which are probably more accurate to my skill level at the time. But I can wade into the bowels of my old deviantart account and find a few pieces that I thought were AMAZING when I finished them in high school:
Sophomore year, this is the least painful one I could find:
Literally the only thing I was super proud of was being able to blend some colors together. There’s no understanding of anatomy here and the environment doesn’t make any sense.
Junior year, I thought these were AMAZING I was so proud of both of them:
Still no understanding of anatomy or proportion. I’m starting to figure out little things, but her spine is broken and her boobs make NO sense, what’s up with those boobs, what was I thinking, I have boobs I should know better wtf
this coloring is just awful and I clearly gave up on the feet and hands and gravity and everything p much
Senior year, I thought I was pretty hot shit, like I had discovered some great art secret and unlocked super powers:
Don’t ask me about the hips because I have no idea how they’re supposed to connect with a spine… or anything. The boobs have calmed down though, which is great. I STILL HAD NO IDEA HOW TO DRAW NOSES noses took me so long to figure out oh my god. And I like the hair on this, actually, but I wish I had known how to color lines. I was using Corel Painter 4. shudders into infinity
All of those drawings took me hours to finish. For context, I drew this a few weeks ago, on a beach, in high winds, in about 20 minutes, with a ballpoint pen:
Honestly I see a lot of flaws in this one too. If I’m being completely raw with you guys, I start seeing flaws and problems in a drawing about a week after I draw it, and that’s a good thing.Don’t be afraid of old sketchbooks—every flaw you see means that you’ve learned that it’s a flaw. You’re improving bit by bit, always. The only way that you stop improving is if you stop drawing, or if you convince yourself that everything you do is perfect always.