Wah, naturally, I’ll post more anatomy hw. And this week features the lower leg muscles, the calf and … some other ones.
Okay, I messed up on the foot a little, but I wasn’t feeling the whole charcoal thing at the moment so I went with graphite.
I used a darker sanguine than before, and I made sure to put some different toning than before. I’ll say, it’s pretty neat. Screwed up a little on the side of the thigh I can see. I’m starting to like using conte crayon because it’s not as messy as charcoal, although, the big stick is hard to control… only because I didn’t sharpen it to a point. It’s kind of wasteful like that… haha.. yeah.
Good news is that I’m starting to pay attention to the weight on the feet. I did before, but now I’m actually making myself pay more attention to it. Heh…
I feel so weird now because I’m not worrying about anything anymore. Maybe because I’ve worried so much that all my worries went away. And I’m directing my wishes into the air. I don’t know, I just woke up feeling quite good. Perhaps it was because I was sleeping on the floor, or maybe I dreamt something that put me in a good mood. I remember my dream pretty well, but not thoroughly. See, I think I dreamt about this Jrock band “Nightmare” so like… they were trapped in a room, and I volunteered myself to help them out. I don’t know if I promised to get them out or something - I think I did, but when I went to get “supplies” I was at a supermarket buying food? Hahaha… and I specifically remember trying to find the laughing cow cheese, but there was a “pig” brand too and it was cheaper so I was like.. “hmm… what should I buy?” I was only looking at the pictures more than what kind of cheese types it was selling. I don’t think I bought anything. I met up with my brother there and he said something to me about “my screaming rockbands” and perhaps something about me incapable of helping them. He followed me afterwards to see what I was doing. And I met up with the band again, and there was this girl who spotted us trying to escape. She wanted to tell the other girls but she hurt her index finger, scratching it maybe.. and then the leader went over and licked her finger… So, I’m like… ‘okay?’ The girl swoons and she doesn’t say anything more and lets us to our business. There could have been a hole because the next thing I knew I was falling and knocking into some toy soldiers and we were back in the same room…. So I have… no idea if I even got the whole dream right, I only remember pictures here and there.
Sigh.. but I must get back to work. Until next time…
