Choo Choo

The challenge is just a moving along... these past three days were a bit inactive, but, I was wrapped up in a book, which my husband says is totally justifiable, because reading is still technically a hobby, just not one you can see..
That being said, I took a hot second away from the sketchpad because of pure frustration too!  The last three sketches have been awful!  The first two started out as something completely different to begin with, which I just ended up changing after erasing and re-drawing for 30 minutes... the third, THE THIRD was supposed to be a drawing of V while she was messing with her phone.  It looks NOTHING like her!! NOTHING!!!!!  UGH!!  So of course, I know I'm my worst critic, but I was wallowing in a pit of  OMGHAVEILOSTITWHATISWRONGWITHME!?!, and I wanted to finish this book anyway (if you get a chance, check out the Dresden Files series by Jim Butcher!).

Begrudgingly, I post said 3 disasters... which I guess are what sketchbooks are for, aren't they?

 This first was going to be a sketch of Ben as a little kid (hopefully I'll be able to accomplish it in the future at some point) but I couldn't seem to manage it, so I erased it and sketched Henry's blocks all over the floor.  Mind you, it was like 11:30 at night, I was tired and grumpy.

 This one was a sketch at my lunchbreak of a taxidermy piece of a raccoon.  Not a great one, I might add, which is what I'll blame this one on.... Once I had gotten tired of trying to get the shading where I wanted it to be so it would correctly portray the shape of the head - not to mention the rapid approach of the end of my lunch hour - I just did a quick scribbly outline of the whole thing, which makes the little dude look more like some kind of kangaroo.



This one looks nothing like my subject. Poop.

On a side note... V has added a little bit of juicy fiction to her blog in a post from this weekend. Rawr.