So, I've been active lately in terms of practicing and drawing, altough most of it is trash, of course. Regardless, I sort of want to leave a mark on here that I was actually trying to get better at drawing, so here are a few things I've done ~

The pics were made using my lame, dying phone, so sorry about the potato quality. Evereything gets bigger when clicked ~

So, my usual doodles while listening to Scare Theater lol

In which one can learn that I was cold when drawing, and I find the word "screech" creepy (I wasn't planning on uploading this page originally lol). I now just realize there is some portion of the page that still didn't make it into the pictures

One of those doodles made it into my very first ever sketchbook, and is currently horrible and I want to tear that page out, but first, my very first finished page in mentioned sketchbook (which is this tiny, pocket sized, low quality thingy we got for free when purchasing T�r� Rudi lol)

Is good old Dylan Klebold (I am NOT a columbiner).

I thought I want to make a mark of this era of my life when I am interested and actively reading about the massacre. Highlight of the day is that HORRID GREEN FINGERPRINT I accidentally left on it... So, the background is just a bunch of gibberish lyrics from pumped up kicks and Vast's Beautiful (as I listen to those two a lot - I don't relate "Beautiful" to Dylan, but to my own era). I used a fountain pen to achieve that transition thing, by changing the ink in it, altough it doesn't show up on this poor quality picture, but from top to bottom it changes from blue to green. Funny thing is, I have no idea how the green ink ended up on my left ringfinger: I double checked it when I was making the background to avoid smugdes. It's a mystery...

And the random eric on a cloud for no reason at all (no, I don't think he's an angel if anything lol)

it's so bad I wanna tear it out lol

But hey, look, here's a good song:

Echo Image: Need to be Proud

Falling like grey leaves do
She felt the walls tumbling over her soul
Tonight
She has no words to say
She felt the presence of another black day
Tonight

Need to be proud of what you are
But you're flying by
Hope you won't try those things again
But your words are flying high

Trying to figure out
Why things went wrong
Why she has nothing left
To do
She wants to see the light
But shadows drags her
To another black place
Somehow

well, at least it's practice... right? 

this is something trashy hp related

non romantic

Elk�pzel�sem sincs mit akarok ezzel, de kezeket akartam rajzolni (mert vacak vagyok bel�l�k, musz�j), meg erd�ket, mivel �pp egy dokut hallgatok a rejt�lyes elt�n�sekr�l nemzeti parkokban vil�gszerte, �s van egy dal (a warm place egy remixe) amit�l folyamatosan erd�ket l�tok magam el�tt. Ehelyett valami ilyen j�n ki a kezem al�l 

klikkre nagyobb, de mint l�tszik rajtam k�v�l senkinek nem �ri meg jobban megn�zni 

So, I was wondering if I ever promised myself to continue my sketch-blog thingy...? I used to have a blog on freeblog.hu (the site that graciously forgot to warn its users of its sudden closing ) where I posted all of my visual arts endeavors - this basically meant, that if I ever raised a pencil (or pen) I posted whatever came out of it. Did I ever mention this here, and if so, have I already promise myself to continue the unsightly tradition on here? I always promise myself a gazillion things and I break all those promises on the first chance I get...

Oh well! Further hand practice and a weird harry drawing (click to enlarge)

In my defense, the Harry drawing started as an attempt to draw more complex body positions:  his upper body faces to his right and his lower half to his left. I also lifted his legs simply because I never do that, and I wanted to practice that. It was good for trying to broaden my horizons, but yes, the outcome is very broken and the proportions are, well, something I will definitely have to look into seriously 

But eh, I guess it's okay for a 30-minute something for now 

It's a shame I forgot to post this here, but yesterday (April's Fools) was pretty crazy on deviantart, and lo and behold, I finally took part in something genuinally fun! Wo-hoo!

The main idea was, that draw something that is directly related to the Biting Pear of Salamanca - an artwork originally posted by the insanely talented ursulav. The original piece is as inspired as it is odd yet beautiful. It decipts a chipmunk wearing something that resembles a toga, taking picture of a huge pear with a set of human teeth. In the background, you can spot two giraffes lazily strolling about. It's an amazing piece, I swear. Click to bask in the greatness of Salamanca.

Even got a badge to show for it 

Being a low-fl�ying bird (my animal of choice is a rather small raven) I got defensive about the repeated warnings on this pear potentially eating me, so I decided to put that frustration on canvas. And the glorious "artwork" I submitted:

Bad hands, rather sketchy, half-baked, too bright colours, overall crap, bla, blah, blah, but oh well. I finished something!