Whoa! This is officially my first-ever blog post. I feel so mature and sophisticated. Anyways, this weekend I got a good amount of art work done... mostly because I was purposely avoiding all of my homework and research and obviously not-as-exciting stuff for my other classes. But I think that some old dead white dude said something along the lines of, "the ends justify the means," so I'm just gonna roll with it. I've done some brainstorming in my sketchbook, and I came up with a picto-list (I just made that a thing) for what I would like for my life to include in the years after college and before marriage. Basically, simple country living: Late summer, I found an old canvas with a pencil outline of a girl who was facing away from the viewer and wearing an open-backed dress. It was really rather pitiful, especially since it had been like that for over a year. So, I decided that I was going to finish it. I began by outlining the girl in pen and then layering blue tissue paper to give her a dress with texture and dimension. I then added two more girls in similar poses with tissue paper dresses in varying colors. After that, though, I was stuck. I promptly forgot about the canvas for another few weeks. That is, until yesterday. I promised myself that I would finish it, so I drew another girl, except this time she was running off of the canvas, not possessing the same woebegone body language of the other three girls. But then what? What would complete the whole piece, balancing out the vibrant dresses and solidify my intended message? I. Had. No. Idea. And inspiration struck. The result was this:
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