Lottery By Robert Sageme, It was a long walk home as usual for James, from his day shift at the bank where he worked as a security guard, but this day was different, his boss had given him the rest of the afternoon off, he usually took the shorter route from work to home to relieve the stress the work boots put on his feet, but this was a Saturday afternoon and he had the day off tomorrow, and so he had decided to use the longer route that passed though the market, to stock up on some ingredients for his wife to make his favorite food, as he walked he stared at his 16,000,000 PremierBet ticket, 22 games and only one to go, “If only I could win this money”, he thought to himself, all my problems would be gone, but then again, he thought to himself, “Man UTD vs Watford”, this is probably a farfetched dream. As he got home the game was about to start, he quickly jumped onto the sofa and made himself comfortable, he shouted to his wife who was in the bedroom of their one bedroom house in
1000 Hands
So this is it. I am here at last at this humble hill of self imposed drawing madness, and I'm so damn proud that I could reach this.
I'm always trying to improve in art in general, I always am trying to get better at everything and anything, but I've gotten a bit fatalistic about the whole process. I keep on feeling that there is no true way to learn anything new, that there's really only the stuff you pick up over time and there's no way you can consciously advance a step forward in a direction you want to go. Things just sort of sort themselves out and there's no point in stressing yourself over it, or bothering about it. The b
I drew 10,000 stick figures.
It took me 45 days, but goodness, I finally hit the milestone, and it's quite appropriate that there is no appropriate in how sudden and unexplosive it was to cross the finish line. Almost poetic.
Suffering yet another drought of art, where I had no will to learn or to draw anything really - Especially when it came to my comic projects - and where I felt no drive to even write, I was once again in that endless spiral of despair of having distinct wishes to be able to draw like so and so - to at least have some sort of finished project, to be a master of a certain fundamental. I have the ebooks, I have the youtub
Just like what WarAngel said: Thanks for the faves!
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