I’ve been bellyaching about not (yet) having a specific style / way of drawing. But then things happened.
A few days ago, I carefully counted and put my rent into an envelope and drew something on it. It wasn’t delicately drawn, not to mention to do justice to my ‘illustrator’ identity. But the landlord lady was so happy because in the drawing there are our 3 cats sleeping on the roof of the house and because we all love them. (Or was it because I said this is the ‘protection money’ for this month?!) I was delighted upon seeing her laughing and rushing to show her husband what’s on the envelope. I didn’t think much of the style when I drew but what to draw to say thank you to her and how wonderful it is to live with them. It’s not a great picture but it communicates well for me as a good picture does.
And then it’s one of my besties’ birthday and I drew her this picture. I know she’d be thrilled and squeaking by whatever I draw (because she always did and for me that’s the best reward). So I think it’s not really about the drawing, or the style, or how good it is technically, it’s really about what you’re trying to say.
我最近有點憂鬱 沒有一個固定的風格
前幾天我數了 (好多遍) 房租,放在信封裡要給房東。我在信封上畫畫。畫的不精細
然後我其中一個最好的朋友今天生日,我畫了這張圖給她。
這些生活中的小事都提醒我為什麼喜歡畫畫,和畫畫真正對
不要流於形式好像講起來很容易,可是我們很常只看到或只