THE SECOND AND THIRD ONE WHAT THEY DO NOT LOOK LIKE DRAWINGS WHAT
I didn’t realize I’d drawn this many.
…..these are drawings…..drawings……drawings
D…. Drawings.. What..
*throws are supplies into fire along with everything I’ve ever made*
my wholhe life amounts to nothing
Okay, this has got to stop.
GIRL. YOU ARE SIXTEEN. I AM THIRTY-ONE. I AM TWICE YOUR AGE. I’ve been drawing since I was five. You do not have to beat me. You’ll GET BETTER IF YOU KEEP GOING. You have SIXTEEN YEARS TO CATCH UP.
Seeeeeeeriously. All this dramatic, teenaged angst is hurting my teeth. I feel like a mom forcing you guys to eat your damn vegetables.
Do the work, and do your best. I didn’t get this talent handed to me, and you won’t get it handed to you.
Everything euclase said. You don’t get any good without any practice and years and years and years of it. Look above. That’s what hard work and years of drawing get you. Let’s get cracking everybody!