Easter!!!

Happy Easter Sunday everyone!!!

Have a lovely day!

~Lost out

Gavin McGregor

I was reflecting upon some troubling things the other day.

One was that the plural of 'knife' is 'knives', but the plural of 'Giraffe' isn't 'Girraves'. 

This continues to irritate my mind exceedingly.

Another was that the length of my shoelaces in ratio to my clumsiness could probably lower my life expectancy. ...But more on that another time....

It was then that I realized that I haven't drawn anyone with any darker skin than 'kinda` sunburned'. 

Then I ran into Gavin. 

I think he might work at a train station. 

Have a lovely Easter, if I can't post again before then!

-Lost out

Lena Rose.

Yet another of Rosie. Sorry. I'm just really excited about this character!
~Found

Rosie again.

Yes. I did. I went over yesterday's picture and colored it. So sue me.
So tis is Rosie again.
Mom pointed something out that I want to clarify--that kind of poof of hair in the front ARE NOT BANGS. Her hair just goes like that when she holds it back from her face. :)

~Found

Lena Rose Foster and a letter to Sharpie.

This is Rosie.
Rosie loves life.
I don't know too much about her yet, but she's a character in this story I'm going to start soon. She's going to be fun, I can tell, which is good. I need a new fun character, because I finished Sharpie's story.
I know. I'm really sad. It's okay, she's still alive. But her story is over.
I'll still be visiting her occasionally, as we write her friend's life. But she won't be the main character anymore. She won't come in as much.
So I wrote this letter to Sharpie, and I'm going to share it with you all. No, you don't HAVE to read it, but you can if you want to.

Dear Sharpie,
Thanks for being awesome. I really put you through a lot of emotional havoc, and I know it's hard. You didn't always react how you should have--you were sensitive and quick tempered. But nobody is perfect, and if you were, quite frankly I would hate you. But you aren't perfect, you are a flawed person, just like me. And I think that's why I like you so much. Cuz even though you were never real, you were my friend.
So I guess what I'm trying to say is that you were perfect in a real way, a kind of warped perfect. You were perfect to me. And you swallowed your pride a couple of times to apologize to people, like I need to learn to do. You learned that friendship is really special, and you can't always have your way in life. Friendship is a compromise, a journey. Now you learned that, I need to.
So that's all I have. Thanks again, Sharpie.
Love,
Your Author.

Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase

See, I WOULD'VE said Annabeth Chase and Percy Jackson, like, in order of appearance, but that doesn't sound right.

Sorry for the creepy blank eyeballs thing. I tried several times to fix that but to no avail.
I'm also sorry for Percy's arms and right leg being totally out of whack. I got sick of drawing him.

You may have noticed that I haven't been colouring anything in. It's just because I'm lazy. Sorry. You'll just have to imagine the colour. Anyway, this picture started with Annabeth's hair--I saw a picture of a teenager wearing her hair like that and I just instantly went "I'm going to go draw that." And then I realized it looked kind of Greeky so it turned into Annabeth. And I immediately associated Annabeth with Percy. So there you have it. 

Happy St. Joseph's feast day.

~Lost out

I'm lost in Jane Austen's England, and my time-machine isn't working, so I drew this to pass the time until I could get home.

I haven't been drawing a ton lately.
First it was because I had seen a few pictures that someone had drawn somewhere, and I was depressed into not drawingness by their awesomeness. And then just because I was reading and not on the computer a lot.
But then we had some college students over last night, and I got to talking with this one guy, who can pretty much do anything. (He plays guitar, airsoft, minecraft, ping-pong, watches Doctor Who and has seen Pride and Prejudice several times--that might have been forced, I'm not sure--He's memorized literal trailers, AND he knows a lot about manga. Yeah.) Anyway, so I was talking to this guy about drawing, (And as you can tell, a lot of other things,) and he got me itching to draw again.
So I stuck my tongue out at those artists who are better than me and promised that one day I'd be up there with them. (MUAHAHAHAHA.)
This was the result.

She's kind of different from my other girls. Her nose is bigger, but that might be the influence of Cyrano de Bergerac--I just saw the play; the Catholic school of the community put it on. I've been sighing ever since. *Sigh.*
Her eyes are also glassier, and I stuck a background in there. See? I even made a guy proposing to a girl who has my hair!
The background isn't colored on purpose--Mom suggested just doing the skin, and I kinda like it that way.
I don't know who she's looking at, so feel free to decide.

~Found