As I have mentioned before, I hold no talent in the art of drawing practically ANYTHING! Anything at ALL! I tried to draw stuff when my school FORCED me to take art, but that failed miserably because the stuff my school was asking me (and the rest of my class) to draw was ridiculously difficult and/or detailed. My school seemed to think that we could all draw without any instruction from them.
Thanks school.
But alas, school has managed to teach me one form of art. Stick figures.
How did school teach me how to draw stick figures?
Well, there certainly wasn't any sort of lesson involved. No, instead there were many, many BORING hours in which teachers droned on and ON and ON about nothing I can remember. The reason why I cannot remember is a simple one. I stopped listening the MOMENT I became bored (and I have a short attention span even on a good day) and pulled out a doodle book. In that doodle book were some of the Adventures of Anna.
But, because I can't draw...at all, those adventures were done with stick-figure Anna. Over time, each one of my friends joined me on my adventures and soon all of my friends could be represented by stick figures.
How did I distinguish which stick figure was which? The hair! I chose the way in which the person in question mostly wore their hair and put that on a stick figure. If they wore glasses or anything else which was big enough to draw on a stick figure, that went on there too.
Sometimes I love just going through that notebook. Especially on days when I need cheering up.
Until tomorrow, toodle pip.
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