Art Junk

I have a way with titles.

So this week, I did what I told myself I’d never do with this blog: I waited til the day before to write the post. Only a month into this thing, and I’m already acting characteristically like myself.

The long and short of it is, I wasn’t able to finish the post in time, so that will be the main attraction of next week, and today I’m just going to dump a bunch of my recent art on you.

I tried to scan my drawings into the computer, so that they’d show up clearer than if I took a picture, but after poking and prodding the printer for what seemed like an age, Anna couldn’t figure out how it worked. And, people, let me tell you something: If Anna can’t figure it out, ain’t nobody gonna.

So I had to resort to picture taking. But the good news is that I’ve had this really expensive Nikon camera hanging around the house for probably a month, gathering dust. If I had been using it as much as I should have, I would have know that those things can take really good pictures, but alas, I have been terribly unfaithful to it. But today I learned, once again, the kind of quality Nikon gives. Anyway, on to the specimens.

(And just so you know, I originally called it a Canon, and only realized in the second draft of this post that wait, I have a Nikon, not a Canon. I really do need to spend more time with that thing…)

Here is a self portrait of myself (because that’s what self portraits are).

Here’s something I did to combat the daze Rogue One put me in. (Seriously, people, I walked around the house like a zombie for a week after I saw that movie.) Please forgive my rendition of K-2SO. It took me five days to do this drawing, and by the end, I was so sick of it I just wanted to be DONE. K2 suffered because of that…

Here’s a fun one I had to do for drawing class. The homework assignment was to pick one of the pictures the teacher provided us with and draw it in charcoal. While everyone else chose farms or sailboats or other such monotonies, my eye was instantly drawn to this one for the dramatic choice it presents:

To throw up, or throw oneself overboard? That is the question.

Here’s a random character that Anna tells me looks like a buccaneer princess.

This is a character drawing I did for a friend. (I am aware that this picture is kind of bad quality. Nikon failed me.)

Another character drawing for the same friend.

And last, because the best should always come last, is this one. It’s another drawing class project. Mrs. Howard told us to do a simplistic drawing of our relationship with God.

*crickets*

But, upon closer thought, I realized that yes, I can do this.

I think I scared most of my classmates to death. But the thing is, I didn’t want my picture to be that typical, God hugging his children type thing. I know that some people have that kind of relationship with Him, but it’s my opinion that it takes many, many years of being a Christian to achieve that. Instead, I wanted to depict the fire and the pain that my walk with God has been, the desperate struggle to find Him in the darkness of life. The crawling on my knees amidst the flames, clinging to the smallest whisper of Him for dear life.

And the good news is that He’s always been there, standing over me, urging me to trust Him, even though most of the time I didn’t realize it. I hope I managed to captured that in my drawing.

Whew. That was deep.

Oh, and one more little thing before I release you to go do whatever it is you do on Saturdays: I have my first drawing commission! Good old Mrs. Howard arranged it all. Basically, someone wants a portrait done, and they’re going to PAY ME TO DO IT. Mind you, probably only three bucks, but still, it’s a start. I’m muchly excited.

Goodbye now.

And I just realized I should probably be signing my name at the end of these posts, so here you go.

~Sarah