Don't laugh

I began with some lines.

And I practiced bits and focused on parts.  I'm trying to learn which lines are necessary and which alter the impression.  Lines equal wrinkles, but how to convey shape without them with a pen?  Experimenting.  Not seeing and then suddenly seeing something.

Then I switched to paint.  Well, all I had with me was these little sample pots from some kid project like a thousand years ago (really!) and boy, did I realize I did not know what I was doing.  But I kept at these strange interstellar ladies (my girls).  Even though they made me laugh with their poor blotchy skin.  I did not have the right paint brush (or at least I didn't know how to use it).  But I will say I learned.  A lot.  Maybe just some things not to do.  But that's something.  Hopefully I can be brave and try again tomorrow.

poor girls

Comments

[Ila East]

That's what I like to see. Someone who uses what they have at hand. I think you did a great job.