How is it we can work and slave and spend hours on something and outstrip our own personal best and still see a thousand things wrong with it and feel it’s not right and want to bury it in soft peat for three years?
Only that’s how I feel but I can’t draw another line on this… I just can’t…
Dem eyes… even here… the best bit was looking into such a lovely face while drawing…
Thank you to those who dropped in to my humble stream. Still getting the hang of that.
Straight from a photo by TrekkieBeth.
this is all i need from life i am content
Look how smug this bird is. Look at him. That’s not even a crown, bird. That’s a piece of whole wheat bread. Go get a job.
Shut up, ur jealous of bread king