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Obligations?/Two sketches (plus one)
Feb. 23rd, 2008 05:07 pmIf I am anything, I am a pushover. If you ask something of me, I'll probably do it, because I want your love. Or something.
Two of my students won a chance to look in my latest sketchbook (it took one of them quite a few times to beat me at rock-paper-scissors), and now I'm working hard to actually finish the three rough sketches they saw and wanted copies of. My word is my bond, apparently, or something, and I did promise.
... It's just that I never finish any of my sketches. What a new, strange sensation, having to actually do so.
One of them was the one that I posted last weekend. The luckier of the two, the one that got to see the sketches first, also wanted the one the the flower growing out of her head, though I'm not sure why. Both of them want a copy of the boy.
That was Wednesday, and I've been cleaning them up a little since then. Tonight, I'm going to try to do the linework without fucking it up, so hopefully, by next Wednesday, I can give them the copies and hide behind my sketchbook once more.
... though, with my luck, the word will spread. And others will ask for drawings, and I will do it, because I want their love. Or get fired. (I don't know. That boy seems a little risque...)
Kiss kiss! ^^
Two of my students won a chance to look in my latest sketchbook (it took one of them quite a few times to beat me at rock-paper-scissors), and now I'm working hard to actually finish the three rough sketches they saw and wanted copies of. My word is my bond, apparently, or something, and I did promise.
... It's just that I never finish any of my sketches. What a new, strange sensation, having to actually do so.
One of them was the one that I posted last weekend. The luckier of the two, the one that got to see the sketches first, also wanted the one the the flower growing out of her head, though I'm not sure why. Both of them want a copy of the boy.
That was Wednesday, and I've been cleaning them up a little since then. Tonight, I'm going to try to do the linework without fucking it up, so hopefully, by next Wednesday, I can give them the copies and hide behind my sketchbook once more.
... though, with my luck, the word will spread. And others will ask for drawings, and I will do it, because I want their love. Or get fired. (I don't know. That boy seems a little risque...)
Kiss kiss! ^^
