on the way to class saw two people sitting and talking the girl said, "when my mom dies..." and i wanted to draw it. they didn't look like that at all but oh well.
You really are a comment whore, posting again with one picture.
I like it though. The girls face is really interesting. I also like that you drew something that really happened. I always think to do that and never do. For some reason I like her scarf.
The Doodlewall started as an actual wall, at an independent high school, in sunny southern California. It was a wall where students could post their doodles from class instead of throwing them away in old notebooks. The idea was that anyone's attempts at visual self-expression could be valued as art by some other person and that doodles were worth something more than recyclable paper. In time, the doodlewall grew into a rawther large mural filled side to side with student artwork. But alas! As children tend to do, the first generation of Doodlers grew up (kindof). They graduated and left their wall, and their town, and each other. This blog is an attempt to keep their friendship and the spirit of the doodlewall alive.
You really are a comment whore, posting again with one picture.
ReplyDeleteI like it though. The girls face is really interesting. I also like that you drew something that really happened. I always think to do that and never do.
For some reason I like her scarf.