You know what's weird.I'm horrible at drawing,but I've drawn olny like 5 good pictures.I wish I could post them,but I can't.They're on paper.They're kinda awesome.Ther's this one picture I drew,it's called "The Grim Reaper Strikes on Cleavland".It's not THAT good,and it's not something you show to kindergarteners,and it's not colored.
In 5th grade,I had to draw an imagnary bird for a prodject.I was the first person to hand them in.It was called the Hungarian Snare.I was bored the night I brought it home to finish it,so I drew a backround,and colored it.The bird was sitting in a dead crab apple tree,while the sun was bright and shining.There was sun rays,It looked kinda odd,but the teacher liked it.So,it was in winter.The teacher wanted to show it to the other class she tought for science,and a lot of people copied me.Over all,I got an A+ on it.
I drew a pictuer of a man around the age 20-25 thinking of if he was a superhero last night.I think it's supposed to symbolise creative thinking or something like that.I nerver really think of something to draw.I let my mind wander,and let my pencil create lines that will soon be an eye,a futeristic weapon if we fall back to the stone age,a sype,or even a head.
Art is able to be anything.So does that mean it has to be a real thing?I'll let you ponder on that until my next post.
Ta-Ta for now.Love, Claire
HahaClaire · Thu Aug 28, 2008 @ 05:56pm · 0 Comments |