Livin Lovin
Oh my! It's been a while since I updated this, hasn't it? Well, no time like the present to start again. I haven't had much time to get to a life drawing class, so in desperation I drew myself. Times like this I almost wish I was even more muscular (even though I am your typical mesomorph and gain muscle doing dickall) so I could study these muscles in a bit more detail.
Then yesterday I bit the bullet and went to the Stampede. I started drawing at the pigs, which may not have been the best warm-up because I'm none too practiced at drawing pigs anyway, and little bugger kids kept getting in my way and pushing the piglets into different positions. Also sucked for the piglets, but what about ME?
The horses drawn in blue pen are the Budweiser Clydestales! The ones in pencil were in a big tent with rows and rows of gorgeous heavy horses. I lost a page of sketches from in there because I got commissioned on the spot(!) to do a portrait of a pretty mare named Chloe and I accidentally drew her on the other side of a page of sketches. I think all the horses on the other side belonged to the commissioners as well, so I guess they got more of their money's worth. ^^
It started to get pretty late, but my dad let me stay and check out the light horses in the far corner of the tent. They looked so petite after all the drafts! There was a cute little Peruvian Paso, and a stunning Canadian Horse named Nina. I think one of the most fun parts about drawing the horses in this tent was meeting the great people who care for them, and hearing how proud they are of their horses. (And rightly so, every one of those horses was gorgeous.) I could have spent all day drawing in there.
All in all, I had a blast. And came out with more money than I went in with, which is never supposed to happen at the Stampede. I want to go again!
Aside from that, my laziness about everything keeps getting shoved in my face. Too lazy to learn how to draw, too lazy to get healthy...I am such a bum.
Then yesterday I bit the bullet and went to the Stampede. I started drawing at the pigs, which may not have been the best warm-up because I'm none too practiced at drawing pigs anyway, and little bugger kids kept getting in my way and pushing the piglets into different positions. Also sucked for the piglets, but what about ME?
The horses drawn in blue pen are the Budweiser Clydestales! The ones in pencil were in a big tent with rows and rows of gorgeous heavy horses. I lost a page of sketches from in there because I got commissioned on the spot(!) to do a portrait of a pretty mare named Chloe and I accidentally drew her on the other side of a page of sketches. I think all the horses on the other side belonged to the commissioners as well, so I guess they got more of their money's worth. ^^
It started to get pretty late, but my dad let me stay and check out the light horses in the far corner of the tent. They looked so petite after all the drafts! There was a cute little Peruvian Paso, and a stunning Canadian Horse named Nina. I think one of the most fun parts about drawing the horses in this tent was meeting the great people who care for them, and hearing how proud they are of their horses. (And rightly so, every one of those horses was gorgeous.) I could have spent all day drawing in there.
All in all, I had a blast. And came out with more money than I went in with, which is never supposed to happen at the Stampede. I want to go again!
Aside from that, my laziness about everything keeps getting shoved in my face. Too lazy to learn how to draw, too lazy to get healthy...I am such a bum.