After a while I really began to hate looking at my face. I didn't know what to do with that creeping disgust with my face. It was just always there. Looking at me. And I just couldn't do anything about it, and I couldn't exaggerate my features anymore than what I did.
I really got sick of drawing myself after this one. I was like "Well yeah look at you, looking like a bloody Barbie. Come on" I just couldn't quite exaggerate what I saw without fear of Distortion. I was so scared of making something unidentifiable.
In the end I just gave up. I told myself, "ok, that's it. I am so done." And some friends tried to rally me up and told me to do something with my "Huge-a** eyes" and I began drawing and I was sure that it would be too distorted. But then things happened sooo.... yeah....
Whoopdidoo Caricatures.
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